For two gray birds we are
soft feathers glimmering
gray on gray by star
gypsy heartwings dusty
from traveling too far …
Come away with me
… for my sword is flaming,
and your blue eyes are so bright.
Jennifer Eve Franet
December 20, 1998
“The HOLIEST of HOLIDAYS are those
kept by ourselves in silence and apart:
the secret anniversaries of the HEART.” ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
THE POETRY PLACE 
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