Hour #11 Changes The glooming arrives earlier now, dropping like a curtain along the path of the rising moon. This is when we most expect silence but the city isn’t quiet, nor are the woods. And tonight, weirdly, the full moon begins…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Hour #11 Changes The glooming arrives earlier now, dropping like a curtain along the path of the rising moon. This is when we most expect silence but the city isn’t quiet, nor are the woods. And tonight, weirdly, the full moon begins…