My Poetry
That, darlin’, is the point of it… Read more
… Confessing culpability With genuine remorse Read more
Her world has changed complexion She doesn’t know quite how On her horizon there’s new hope… Read more
In none of your transition towns Your ecovillages In your cohousing and communes… Read more
And then, in Slightly different forms, Say the same thing… Read more
there’s too little of it in this turning world… Read more
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