On the side away,
lie the clay vales
where things are formed.
We are given to the harp
and the hammer,
entrusted with so much
more than we know.
lie the clay vales
where things are formed.
We are given to the harp
and the hammer,
entrusted with so much
more than we know.
3 comments:
great pictures. so stark, so cold, so essential.
Like the poem too. Thinking about it.
Thanks anonymous. Your comments are encouraging.
yes i like the trees too. nicely gloomy.
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