[New post] when the wind begins to speak — Whimsygizmo’s Blog
Jonathan Caswell posted: " , we seek her voice in the whisper of treesthe pitter-patter of star feet on a broken-open sky. we press our ears to seashell, ocean swell,river gurgle-gaspand the clasp of rain -hum on hungry heart. we listen deep&" By the Mighty Mumford
, we seek her voice in the whisper of treesthe pitter-patter of star feet on a broken-open sky. we press our ears to seashell, ocean swell,river gurgle-gaspand the clasp of rain -hum on hungry heart. we listen deep to swallow song, the long poem trails of snails – know it's the refrain that keeps us sane. ::In April, she poems.
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