" . . . life itself's
Beauty which all forever so long as there is
a human race like flowers and, I suppose,
other animals -- they too must know something
of what it is to love, to be alive, to have
life, to be on the sweetness of Earth herself,
great Goddess we take for granted, God the Father so much
more the strain of our beings, she the sweetness
we arrive in pursuit of . . . "
Lilith in the hinterland
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One of her tenants just moved out, the one who wobbled when she walked,
slammed down the stairs, parked way at the top of the hill when there are
space...
2 days ago
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