Dawn breathes an invitation and Rumi’s words taunt me: Do not go back to sleep. I am loathe to greet the day – not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness. Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have […]
Does the moon envysun’s glorified reign –(gender inferred) Sons were sunin my family,we women lunar Father straddledthe two – a secretwe fought to suppress Fluidity of pronounsnon-existantin formative years. (Image my own)
I feel deeply honoured to be part of September’s issue of Tangled Locks Journal. Thank you to Teresa Berkowitz for accepting my poem, “Feline”. Please visit me there, and take a moment to peruse all the writing: you won’t be disappointed. Tangled Locks Journal is published quarterly. Information for how to get involved is available […]
Wonderful texture, especially the first one 🙂
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Thanks.
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Beautiful shots, VJ! I especially like the third one.
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Thanks Eugi. I agree
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Most welcome!
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The grasses in the first photo are reminiscent of a feather duster.
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Aren’t they! I thought that too.
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Such beautiful textures! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah.
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V.J. What fantastic textures you have for this week. Thanks ever so much for playing along 😀
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Thanks Cee.
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Stunning photos VJ! The last one is my favourite!
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Thanks Aletta! Mine too
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The last capture with the reflection is so stunning! Btw which place is this… would love to be there.
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Thanks. It is the Little Falls in St Marys, Ontario.
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Excellent study of textures! (Too hard to pick a favorite.)
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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