The Farmhouse Remembers


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Jury

Working on my first novel, Blue Cathedral. In the meantime, poetry. First collection on its way  [+]

Image of 2019

The spiders have made
their homes
above the chandelier.
We do not turn up the lights.
Sunlight enters through the window.
The wood-stove warms the kitchen.

Upstairs someone is singing
and downstairs the mandolin on its stand
and the upright bass and the eighth-size violin
hum a harmony just below
human hearing.
These walls hold every song.

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