TIME AND PLACE

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Somehow this poem matches my various moods related to our bosque walks. Although with a kind of reversal…I am often quite achy and gloomy about the world upon awakening…but by the time Steven and I (and this Sunday, Kalia) have been in a woods an hour or two, the world seems liveable, manageable…even good…and…now and then…great! Although if we were to walk … till the guns are dropped…till food reaches all…till the… Read More