An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
Beautiful and uplifting to see new life.
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Uplifting is a good description. Thanks.
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Most welcome.
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A sure sign of spring. Lovely photos.
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This farm has so many horses. Love to see all the moms and babies this time of year.
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Ontario seems to have more farms with horses. For me, here, this time of year it’s the Mama cows and their calves. All spring babies are a delight!
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They sure are!
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How wondrous! 🙂 ❤
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They really are! Happy Easter, Deborah!
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Precious and beautiful!!
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They sure are!
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VJ thanks for sharing. It is always a wonder that something so new can stand on its feet. Keith
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So sweet.
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It’s always good to see new life in the spring!
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