Daily Archives: September 16, 2022

The Green Man

Shallow there in the shadows,     shaded by the laurels, as morning comes on clear     and cold as old ice puddles, there where the ragged woodline     makes a hedge against the day, a brim, a bound of darkness     at the border of the field, he sits in fertile stillness.     The slats of the old blind are…

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