The poetry of hands, 23
Last one of this fall

A heart laid bare


Giving thanks for brilliant red and a summer-like day in autumn / New Jersey / Nov. 2007

“Let us forget what may occur
let us not pause but walk again
through stubble-fields at summer's end
not injuring a heart laid bare”

~ Who's Drinking Wine in the Dark (Kdo pije potme víno) 1988, by Jan Skácel


maryam in marrakesh

How absolutely beautiful.

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