Speak To The Grain On A Beach Of Sand.Deliver It To The World Through A Quill In Hand.
Posted by Kathy Anderson Link: Poetic Passages
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on 4/22/2002, 6:05 am
Bark is pumice gray
Stone on my opal skin,
Through which is felt smooth
Sunrise, warmth of dawns surprise
In the wood that lights hearth fires.
Copyright ©2001 Kathy Anderson
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