“…wrapped in a waddle, ship in a bottle, like a thief in a brothel…
~ nightpoet ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in May 2019.
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~ nightpoet ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in May 2019.
© 2020 nightpoet all rights reserved
“Poetry is a finikin thing of air, that lives uncertainly and not for long, yet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs.” ~ Wallace Stevens