new old kid on the blog,
with an occasional
old or new poem written off
the old writer's block
Gorgeous! Unlike a photo, which would let us look at the moment, you put us into it. A whisper of vertigo....
Yes. This is very beautiful.
This has me thinking about illusions, depth and the mock up of death, the uses of mortality.Aspiring leaves spirallingThe rise and the drop already in this line; mirroring.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts on this one, friends.