fringe selvedges

the loose end of poetry

Month: March, 2024

Holguin

The brightest of times The moment of shine The wonder of moment Is the fortune, of mine. Grand Cayman, March. 2024

Termignon

Sweeping through a sunrise My breath – All I can hear I whisper to my instinct To be the force – To interfere. Val-Cenis, Tinges, FR – March, 2024