An Ekphrastic Correspondence

Oh, Alisaka,

That I could rise to the heights of your cranes. But I am earthbound, and my words can only marvel at your deft brushstrokes.

mountain mists

fledglings at their mother’s side

for so many years

this relic of college days

still hanging

for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #78: Rise (pubtended by Merril Smith)

#NaPoWriMo2019 / GloPoWriMo2019 22/30

WD April PAD 2019 22/30

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