
wind in the poplars hisses sea-whispers and booms over the hills with the bellowing notes of the organ of the deeps rain on the meadow falls a flurry of steely grey tossed by the wind moving on leaves crystal drops on window panes moon tossed from cloud to herringbone cloud the ocean sky […]
via Gogyohka for light rain — Jane Dougherty Writes
Author: Phil Slattery
Publisher, Rural Fiction Magazine; publisher, The Chamber Magazine; founder, the Farmington Writers Circle. I have written short stories and poetry for many years. In my careers as a Naval officer and in the federal government, I have written thousands of documents of many types. I am currently working on a second edition for my poetry collection and a few novels.
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