BLIND GARDENS
BLIND GARDENS Through blind gardens Beyond pale portals Of stone buildings lit From within by morning sun When the waters of Acheron rose And the old Potter gathered...
Read MoreBLIND GARDENS Through blind gardens Beyond pale portals Of stone buildings lit From within by morning sun When the waters of Acheron rose And the old Potter gathered...
Read MoreAn Old Woman’s Dream She awoke to the noise of glass Breaking in the dark below And watched the shades amass On the ceiling and the window Panes glow with a light...
Read MoreOLD JULES By Mari Sandoz (1896-1966) “Spring came to the range country with the swiftness of the swallows. In the morning snowdrifts lay deep along the wagon trails....
Read Morei HAVE A TERRIBLE PHOBIA. i CAN’T FLY. i HAVE FLOWN, YES, ON EVERY KIND OF AERIAL CONVEYANCE KNOWN. i’VE flown on TWIN ENGINE PROP PLANES. I’ve flown...
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