Ariadne and friends ~love of poetry flows in gathering places created by your hands.. circles in a spiralwheel of writing leading to imagination ~~~~~
Thank you for your tireless work on behalf of poets and poetry in our needful world~~~
With kind regards,
Anna
Turn again
Sometimes you are on my mind
When I see the rivers flowing by
Purple crocus and yellow skies
Where we did roam
Across alpine blooms, while I
Sketched those mountains of the moon.
You kissed me then
With a Whiskey-Jack smile,
Turn again, turn again
Anna Hawthorne (c)
In Alaska
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Welcome Anna!
sorry. the veil is lifted. x