If I have been remiss lately in posting my photographs, here are two images from an ongoing series on rural Ontario, with the promise that there will be more to follow.
And just to mix things up, here is a teeny weeny poem from my Lost Poetry project.
Words and pictures, folks, words and pictures!
The Gift Let me wake within your eyes And sleep again in your safe arms, Free from the terrors of surprise Protected from all worldly harms: I swear your love, with its strong powers, Will raise a man so joyful, true, He'll charm the desert into flowers And give the sun and moon to you.
