Your writing reminded me of this poem by Harry Baxter.
We all know those places where our souls rejoice and those places where even gold turns dull and drab and there is no lightness of spirit or heart.
cheers,
Ben
Writer, walker, poet, educator. Commercial fisherman, builder, donut maker, organic grower. Boston, U. City, Maine, South Africa, Madrid.
Writer, walker, poet, educator. Commercial fisherman, builder, donut maker, organic grower. Boston, U. City, Maine, South Africa, Madrid.
