Fathoms of microcreaturesthat once lived bright livesin an ancient topographic oceandied, drifted, finally settledinto dark abyssal depthsin unfathomable time theydried, were compressed,eventually upliftedbecame the chalk thatnow underlies the rich flowery turfof my beloved hills Copyright © 2022 Kim Whysall-Hammond This is a Quadrille, written in response to a prompt on Dverse, where we had to […]
Beloved Hills
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