reading journals
new generation of poets
since I began

new space
on a few shelves
donated books

And he shall be like a tree
planted by the rivers of water,
that bringeth forth his fruit in his season;
his leaf also shall not wither;
and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.

Psalm 1: 3 (KJV)

Saturday morning
sunrise reflections
in the window
where the spruce
tree grows

Sunday afternoon
I know the time
by the light

“Sunday afternoon” credit:

Issue 21.1
18 June 2021
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