Tag Archives: Whistler

Why I Love the Moon

You, Moon, told me a secret when I was a child– Make wonder your compass, your true north, abide by its magnetic tow, and you will never get lost, not truly, and your soul will make for warm, favored company. … Continue reading

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Starstuff

Carl Sagan curates a silent film revival– stardust memories.

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Tow

Is grace not near grief, a mirror’s oblique run of necessary doubles, how we, with hearts in tow, to drift and slow bleed, ask of tides a lone dock among so much sea.

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