Monday, May 20, 2013

I Sing Glory

Sing the glory of sunlight dreams. I,
bring morning from the muted darkness. I,
ring greetings from muddy streams. I,
fling jewelry into naked starkness. I,
string embroideries into enfolded seam. I,
cling to this life by any means.


Thank you, Morgan Jenness. Rest in Peace.

 "You need to meet Morgan!" At different times throughout my early NYC yrs ppl would say that to me: meet Morgan Jenness. She was ...