The River Hymn
On days when the sky is an overturned urn, ash-grey clouds lingering like a tooth ache, learn the names of the dead as a…
Read MoreOn days when the sky is an overturned urn, ash-grey clouds lingering like a tooth ache, learn the names of the dead as a…
Read MoreThe river and the garden have been the foundations of my economy here. Of the two I have liked the river best. It is…
Read MoreWe sight the mornings softly Take to them easy The scent of the wood and coffee Our cup is filling Outside the river flows…
Read MoreI can’t stand your religious meetings. I’m fed up with your conferences and conventions. I want nothing to do with your religion projects, your…
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