small poems & small plates
to taste that which is far awayall the world as we wish it wereyou who cross the oceansknow this grinding oar of inquiry--cinnamon on my heartsalt on all the rest of me
to taste that which is far away
ReplyDeleteall the world as we wish it were
you who cross the oceans
know this grinding oar of inquiry--
cinnamon on my heart
salt on all the rest of me