Squinting through a thumb print melted in iridescent frost, I viewed a magic world glittering near-blinding white in the morning sun slashed with crimson wings Hoping a tentative touch will take me though like Alice. Thought the Glass by Cecilia Slusser 1982
Poetry from my mother etched on my heart.
~ Laura
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beautiful
Thank you!
Thank you!
beautiful and
all kinds of magic…
Thank you, friend!
Utterly beautiful imagery in your mother’s words, and your photos make such a meditative complement.
Thank you so much, friend!
All kinds of poetry.
Thank you for sharing the magic. x
Thank you very much, friend!