night light
A bare-branched tree with the brightest stars behind it.
Birdcaged.
Fireflies dying in a jar.
And the full moon in the black river,
broken into swarming pieces.
Birdcaged.
Fireflies dying in a jar.
And the full moon in the black river,
broken into swarming pieces.
posted by Elizabeth Thorpe at 11:25 AM
3 Comments:
I love the idea of using the word "birdcage" as a verb!
ah, yes...verbing nouns is fun!
Lovely! I think you really know how to puma an image.
Good to see you back in this neck of th e woods.
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