Tag: candles
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Moons and Light for Poetic Blooming
A Little Night Light I lit a candle, then held it to the moon, two sulky spectres, like two dreamy eyes, and I watched them both unravel into a golden gleam. And that candle twitched, and then trickled waxy vines across my hand. written for Poetic Bloomings “Moon“
It's Still Life 