Wednesday, March 2, 2022

 






















Looking at Flowers through Tears
at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Barbara Guest

  Santa Fe Trail I go separately The sweet knees of oxen have pressed a path for me ghosts with ingots have burned their bare hands it is th...

  • Barbara Guest
      Santa Fe Trail I go separately The sweet knees of oxen have pressed a path for me ghosts with ingots have burned their bare hands it is th...
  • (no title)
     
  • Countee Cullen for Harold Jackman
    Love Tree Come, let us plant our love as farmers plant A seed, and you shall water it with tears, And I shall weed it with my hands until Th...