June18. Eighteen words. by Susan Cowger 3 Comments We don’t have that many words for fire— the hand and heart of light— warming consuming. *
blog da Nicolly says
Nao gostei sinceramente
Craig and Bethany says
So perhaps light too is supposed to warm and consume us. Makes me feel strangely unfamiliar with light. I think I may need to re-think my idea of light.
Brilliant poem. Pics too.
That second photo is absolutely amazing! Have a wonderful weekend!