Aurea Kochanowski

Gentleness

Gentleness

Before the dawn starts stirring far away, unravelling young clouds and lilac-gold, I will sit with you awhile.
Bishop Trees

Bishop Trees

She wants to ask the trees some questions, a solemn synod grown anciently deaf.
Semilunar

Semilunar

In the autumn, we fling open the windows and commune with the stars from your bedside.

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