Tag: november
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Of a November Morning
Venus adorns the morning’s crescent, a glowing diamond in this eastern sky, while waves of clouds roll beneath the moon’s waning, this daily joining in, a practiced participation, these lonely dives beneath love’s surface, breaking into rocks of selfishness where gleaming bands of diamonds speak about grace, sparkling mercies rolling beneath our smiles, countless gifts adorning our…
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of grasping and giving (II)
The rubied pearls of pomegranate sparkle in their halved bowl, the depth of red juice filling in the gaps where the membrane segments and cradles the seeds like yolks in whites in shells. The full leafed plants languish in the November garden while the children push their root systems into their still-warm earth, crushing the…
Amy Secrist 