fallow fields a light dusting of snow geese
ice-skating
through a winter garden
of frost flowers . . .
there is a certain grace
in learning how to fall
Honoured to have "Snowy Owl" appear in this issue!
Welcome to this archive of my published poetry, photography and art. Thank you for allowing me to share my creative passions with you, and for taking the time to visit. Please be kind, and do not copy any of the content on this site without permission and attribution. All rights reserved © Debbie Strange. I unfold my origami self / and swim into a lake of fire / washing my hair in ashes / the crane-legged words / of a thousand burning poems.
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