when at dusk the day
collapses, i feel the weight;
light pressed into dark
________
escaping the crush
of dusk, the light emerges
settling into stars
when at dusk the day
collapses, i feel the weight;
light pressed into dark
________
escaping the crush
of dusk, the light emerges
settling into stars
Neil, did you take the photo that’s your header? the colors are absolutely beautiful! is that a withering hydrangea? hope all’s well!