show faith despite the snow
and despite that one thin patch of ice
that will not sacrifice itself to the sun
Throw away your mittens
truly wasteful but in desperate times
a symbolic gesture is needed
A sacrifice in kind, a sign that you believe
Spring is almost here
there's a poem in every day
aka: The Happy Bookers
Artist
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: Poems by Mary Kendall
A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
Living in the moment
Puff Of Smoke Poems 