twilit slough
the black question marks
of herons
a wasp nest
unwinds in the wind . . .
letters from home
ebb tide
the coiled emptiness
of molluscs
we scramble
across the moraine
like wild things
moving to higher ground,
in search of something more
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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- A Year Unfolding: Haiku
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- Random Blue Sparks: Haiku
- The Language of Loss: Haiku & Tanka Conversations
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- Warp and Weft: Tanka Threads
Sunday, December 16, 2018
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