All That Comes
With detachment and wonder I open to whatever this day of my flying...
The rock-cut dwellings of Matera in southern Italy run along the edges of the deep ravine furrowed by the Gravina...
Uranus you Awakener! Shatter my shields and melt my shells. Make my old forms into new shapes Show me how to...
Graves stretch past my eye, every grave with a face, a photograph of life as the dead once lived it....