Equuleus
I have been the horse and the erased horse
and the horse that was never there to begin with
and the horizon which is our name for that which we can
never get close to
And of these what felt most gratifying was
when I was the blue evening
and the light-wreaths the street lamps put into the branches
because you could rest
knowing you were less alone
Lovely image: 'light-wreaths the street lamps put into the branches'.
ReplyDeleteI like the work by Huynh.
i agree with maureen. lovely images...the street lamps put into the branches/because you could rest/knowing you were less alone
ReplyDeletegracias hannah