snow flurries up, falls
where one cardinal lands
Shake This Maple’s World
may have been that cardinal’s
whole mission for the day
when he woke this morning
snow flurries up, falls
where one cardinal lands
Shake This Maple’s World
may have been that cardinal’s
whole mission for the day
when he woke this morning
there's a poem in every day
aka: The Happy Bookers
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I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
custom poems on vintage typewriters
One Poet's Writing Practice
A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
Living in the moment