Long Afternoon at the Edge of Sister PondAs for life,I’m humbled,I’m without wordssufficient to say how it has been hard as flint,and soft as a spring pond,both of theseand over and over, and long pale afternoons besides,and so many mysteriesbeautiful as eggs in a nest,still unhatched though warm and watched overby something I have never … Continue reading Fall pond
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