Birds Fly Up

Birds fly up (Sketch for a new paradigm)                                                        ©Stella Body 2021 A New Year and a nearly new pair of hiking boots– hand-me-downs from my son, who is growing up–startles me when I look below. Birds fly up from where my feet have been –some skilled scorer of soles has set sky-creatures in the ground —Continue reading “Birds Fly Up”

Alone under the Moon

Alone under the Moon                                                                          ©Stella Body 2020 Lover of loneliness and wandering,  of upcast eye and tender pondering… – Keats A day twice-wintered, by season and by long lock-down… All my antidotes – the brief fureants I dance from kitchen to front hall  to set my blood coursing, the huge desk, fashioned to the shapeContinue reading “Alone under the Moon”

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