Tag: play
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dVerse Does Summer
What better blessing than to move without hurry under trees?” — by Naomi Shihab Nye The Summer of 1958 Those summer days when the sun grew – those were my spun white flats days. Long as ribbons, a satin sheen across the skies, and the hills soaking up nasal sting of pine, and paths of…
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In Reply to “Boy & Egg”
In Reply to “Boy and Egg” And that little boy who watches, stands like a sailor on watch, the sun marking his shadow in minutes, and he watches the children at play. They dart in and out of bushes, in and out of shadows. They chase each other’s laughter — they’re as tight as puzzle…
It's Still Life 