Summer does not come…
by Steve Tanham
Summer does not come at once Its grip on that which gives it birth Lingers… In glimpse and taste and smell With grind and crunch on dale and fell From frozen earth to green stalk’s birth It rises. ⦿ And in that rising is our eye Serene… Which sees the whole but touches part A joining of the mind and heart And knows in … Read More Summer does not come…
Sun in Gemini 
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