Live Poets at Soul Food
The Dead Poets Society met in a cave to read and share verse. This group is for poets who are very much alive, who have words running, pulsating through their veins. From an outside landscape that can be harsh and barren, we come together in this nurturing, verdant oasis; fellow wanderers, wonderers, sharing our words.
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Life on the edge....What a great photograph of the Jardine Juniper! Thank you for taking the time to share it, Winnie.
Your picture brings back memories of time spent among the Bristlecones of the White Mountains in California. They were twisted, too, like your Jardine Juniper. Their corkscrewed trunks were art in motion. There was no wind the day I was there but I could, just by looking and touching, feel something of the elements they face every day and have done for 4,000 plus years. Their blueish sap perfumes the air like incense, and those of us who visit tread quietly as we would in a cathedral.
Thanks, Winnie, for the memory.
Vi
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