Tag: landscape

Biscuit Making Hands

Their beauty now erupts in the sweet folds of unfamiliar lines Check out the full poem here – “To the Woman With Hands Made for Biscuit Making” This poem grew out of a writing exercise that I was doing one day where I was using my grandmother as my muse :-).  I remember

Smoking Rivers and Winter Mornings

Just past the hills, in the thicket of the trees, the choked branches fight against the cold grip; barely touching the smoking river beneath them. With only the fog in the distant, the river seems to travel to nowhere in particular bringing life to all its half-awaken creatures. Check out

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