Dreams Then, Dreams Now

Last monthdaily life was bland and insufficientand my dreamsranged far from homesmelled the sun-hot wind along Judean hillstasted fruit sweet and warm from the Tuscan sunshivered in the Celtic chill of dew-dazzled moors Last weeka stroke threw veils across my eyesand now my dreamsstay close to homesit by the ticking, midnight embersfeel the gentle warmth […]