Made
What are you, the Human, made of? / From the loving cup of the giant ammonite / the milliard glistening crystals of predatory lenses / the world-girdling scramble of the kelpie’s mane …
What are you, the Human, made of? / From the loving cup of the giant ammonite / the milliard glistening crystals of predatory lenses / the world-girdling scramble of the kelpie’s mane …
Every night when Lady Lunabeams across the wooded steepafter daily clamor dwindlesand the children fall asleepEmma comes to tend the …
Driving towards dawn in an ocean of indigo light, I saw Venus ahead so bright harbinger of our daystar and …