The Heronry; Bulgarian Icon of the Last Supper; Outward Bound; Tea Fire

The Heronry   Goleta   After a year of too much face time, I came where I could choose, instead of people, Birds and their slant gaze, water, trees and clouds, The gossip and confidences of cat’s-paw breezes Across the face of a lagoon. I knew the place was the byproduct of money. I knew […]