Harbinger
Trudy dreamed that she found three red hens nested beneath the camellia bush that grew outside her kitchen window. They were serene little birds, chuckling quietly together in the [...]
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Mar, 2023
The Roots of Rhythm
(with thanks to Paul Simon on Brigid’s midwinter feast day) The prompt was to write a poem inspired by a song, and so I did. Midway between the winter solstice [...]