LISTENING TO THE RIVER
Sunday, September 27, 2009
When I was twenty eight, I had a dream about a raven who
came to my door with a ring in its beak. A wishing ring. I
still wear it though your first impulse might be not to believe me.
It is, after all, made of dream-metals and so, invisible. . .
September 28, 2009 at 12:19 PM
Everyone should have an invisible wishing ring!
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