a shell a weaver
a bower blinks beads abed
please take your sweet time
Poetry
a shell a weaver
a bower blinks beads abed
please take your sweet time
an indication
as an abnormality
silver clouds dark times
parenthetical
thatch back stall a cellar boot
ice on the mosses
I saw a sandman
setting a castle on side
as light well a moat
so on the echo
behold in a trace a track
parasol lace loops