Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
...and the 'wise' wordsformed a lovely picture!
Thank you, Denise!If so, we owe it to the crow.
Will,the crows are watching....darkness pounds their stall ..just as hell pounds heaven....everyday...
We called them crows here Tasmania when i was young and i thought them brash and common. Then i learnt that they are actually the Forest Raven. Now they are dark and mysterious.
Manik, I see it this way: anything so black must be magic.Harry, your words here read like a proverb. And the fact is, I think they are.
now, is this a question, or is the crow sagely telling us that heaven is indeed never without hell? you used no question mark and so i am thinking the crow's blood flows deeper than the vein.xoerin
I don’t know, Erin. I really don’t. There’s no question mark because the crow wasn’t asking, but telling. Have you seen pictures of some of the old missions scattered along the coast of California?
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