Spilled Darkness
Posted in Uncategorized on December 27th, 1976The inky twilight
Makes the field of pristine snow
A blue-black blotter.
Prudy Sutherland
27 December 1976
The inky twilight
Makes the field of pristine snow
A blue-black blotter.
Prudy Sutherland
27 December 1976
Father and small son
Toss and jump, mindless of time,
Running through deep white –
noon-warmed game in winter.
Generations merge with joy!
Prudy Sutherland
26 December 1976