“But Fear and the Muse in turn guard the place where the banished poet has gone, and the night that comes with quickened pace is ignorant of dawn.” ~ Anna Akhmatova
Welcome to nightpoetry. A garden where I plant, grow and reap sight, sound and feeling. Something is always in season. Come and enjoy the harvest with me…
“But Fear and the Muse in turn guard the place where the banished poet has gone, and the night that comes with quickened pace is ignorant of dawn.” ~ Anna Akhmatova