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Bolt
He is a startle-gart,
a tumble-weaver,
a ferret stone.
He is the till-receiver,
the false recovery,
the danger zone.
And this beast has taken a battering
of love in all the elements,
I'd chosen to take the medicine
hibernating on my own,
would've broken straight out
had he breathed small warmth,
perhaps he knew.
a tumble-weaver,
a ferret stone.
He is the till-receiver,
the false recovery,
the danger zone.
And this beast has taken a battering
of love in all the elements,
I'd chosen to take the medicine
hibernating on my own,
would've broken straight out
had he breathed small warmth,
perhaps he knew.
Published 20th Dec 2022
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20th Dec 2022 5:27pm
20th Dec 2022 9:45pm
It seems to me like such a humanizing perspective upon a garden, it's so unique and insightfully rendered.
