“Everything that comes of morning undoes itself by nightfall… sun sinks away, sky bleeds, passes out, goes dark, nothing exists.” – Barbara Kingsolver
Year: 2011
POSTCARDS FROM THE ROAD – Blurred Spiral Staircase by Don Pinnock
To walk and then stand in the centre of a spiral is a spiritual exercise for centering consciousness. We seem to pass the same point…
POSTCARDS FROM THE ROAD – Beside the Ornage Tree by Don Pinnock
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