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)
Wow! What a great shot, VJ. Our feeders draw many woodpeckers.
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Yes, we often get the Downy Woodpeckers, but this one not so much.
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Wow – captured him you did. Stunning!
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Exciting moments in my life, lol. Thanks.
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Gorgeous photography! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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The colours are nicely captured in your shots.
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Thanks I.V.
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Nice capture! The texture of his feathers is complimented by the texture of the snow.
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Thanks. I was hoping to see his belly…another time.
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Hopefully there will be many more opportunities!
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Cool shot
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😊💕
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I’ll bet Mr. Woodpecker was very happy to see that suet.
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Without a doubt.
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Super sweet! 🥰
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