Long twisted “i” like a question lost in the woods.
Short deep “o” of ocean, the splash of a stone gulped by water.
The voluptuous “r” curving vowels downward, like songs
whispered in the breasts of the wind.Hi readers! Yardsale Buddha is transitioning to https://arieljade.substack.com/ . Please go to substack for all my new writings!
No comments:
Post a Comment