pogonip
I shorten the length
of my stride
rural bus stop
a border collie waits
for his boy
emerging
from a tree-lined tunnel
of fog
I choose not to look back
at my younger self
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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