Sunsets to
Breathe out prayers.
Like the old split-trunk willow oak
At the cemetery corner,
A pair of lungs in the winter dusk
Drinking deeply from the good earth
To exhale the life of the world.
Sunsets to
Breathe out prayers.
Like the old split-trunk willow oak
At the cemetery corner,
A pair of lungs in the winter dusk
Drinking deeply from the good earth
To exhale the life of the world.
The intro by @timothysnyder.bsky.social in this 2018 edition is also 💯.
The intro by @timothysnyder.bsky.social in this 2018 edition is also 💯.