Do you imagine
our words will rise above a fairy tale —
the moment when sly fox
weaves his excuse to gain entry
into the chicken coop from
a farmer weary after sixteen
hours haying on a tepid June day?
Everything is at stake and everything
fragile with interpretation.
the moment when sly fox
weaves his excuse to gain entry
into the chicken coop from
a farmer weary after sixteen
hours haying on a tepid June day?
Everything is at stake and everything
fragile with interpretation.
Presentation matters. We are
the producers of our separate
cinematic epics. This has
the movements of a symphony — built
from a note extracted from clay constructed
from interpretation and tempered in
emotion — the way sun slants through
our son’s dishevelled hair.
cinematic epics. This has
the movements of a symphony — built
from a note extracted from clay constructed
from interpretation and tempered in
emotion — the way sun slants through
our son’s dishevelled hair.
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