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)
They are so calming!
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They are!
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They are so beautiful
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Thanks
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You’re welcome ☺️
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magical! (K)
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On our last drive on the back roads, the clouds looked very sculptural. As you say, mesmerizing!
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I never tire of watching them.
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Nor do I!
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We’ve had an incredible Autumn here, the colours seem so much more vibrant this year. Beautiful photos.
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It really makes a difference when we get full colour. Ours has been sporadic.
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