The Quiet

Blenko 027waves whisper /

                                           in / out /

in /out /

                                                        voices rise / fall /

/ hushed /

                                                water softened edges /

smooth / round /

                                                                                      sharp bits of glass / tumbled

between water and cloud

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storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
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