NovPAD 2024 | Day One: Haibun
I pull knitted blankets from storage and shake out seasons, dust-diamonds, and memories. Mother on a winter morning, knitted blanket her cover, feet tucked beneath, reading by lamplight.
Something about the phrase “dust-diamonds,” for me…
I pull knitted blankets from storage and shake out seasons, dust-diamonds, and memories. Mother on a winter morning, knitted blanket her cover, feet tucked beneath, reading by lamplight.
Something about the phrase “dust-diamonds,” for me…