Dec 2020
The moon comes double,
with a necklace of river.
It sighs and sighs
in black flakes of rain.
Red trees give us
mouthfuls of nocturnes,
like doves whistling
from the roof.
with a necklace of river.
It sighs and sighs
in black flakes of rain.
Red trees give us
mouthfuls of nocturnes,
like doves whistling
from the roof.
