Peter Crooke Coyote visited me last night as I slept by the stream where I set my campsite under the wispy clouds shone by the grace of the moon. I had heard the snappingIn the waterBut thought some turtle had grabbed a tasty morsel, Or a playful fish had flown Into the airUnder the protection of … Continue reading The Secret Visit
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