Category: winter
Winter Breath
On Grandad’s birthday I wake to a snap of January cold. The rocking chair beside the fire invites me to settle in for a cozy start to the day, while I wait for ...
The Prayer of the Bur
God, Let me be the bur, sticking on to your wool sock. I am a legless seed, looking for the good soil. Take me with you on your narrow way, through night’...