Hi All! I'm doing Maya's February peotry prompts. This one is after Mary Oliver's A Settlement.
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Look, its Autumn. Summer’s marshland has become a path; the lantana’s orange flame no longer licking at my heels. A cool breeze dries the Wild Ginger’s heady sweat, and the Dombeya sheds the veil that hid her frightened beauty. She lif…
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Hi All! I'm doing Maya's February peotry prompts. This one is after Mary Oliver's A Settlement.
Tiny bell
Look, its Autumn. Summer’s marshland has become a path; the lantana’s orange flame no longer licking at my heels. A cool breeze dries the Wild Ginger’s heady sweat, and the Dombeya sheds the veil that hid her frightened beauty. She lif…
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