In Motion: Bellingham, Poetry, San Juan Islands, Ted Talks


Saturday, May 31, 2014

Poem: Handcraft

I hide my hand from my lover
Dripping in apple’s wine
The season is now morning
The harvest hangs on the vine

I shall pick the fruit
Forgotten by my lover
I shall reap the award
Of the farmers labor

Dance across the leaf
That shines with dew
Hop along the river
A trail we once knew


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