Wednesday, 28 July 2010

A large moth hits the kitchen light, startling us both. It lets me cup it in my hands and carry it back into the warm drizzly night.

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polona

3 comments:

Gareth said...

What a lovely piece! I'd like to break it up a bit, but it's still one of my favourite recent ston

Gareth said...

Er, that would be "stones" -- wretched computer is giving me grief!

catwomenwork said...

I love this. I don;'t know where you are but it feels like a brightly lit lonely kitchen somewhere warm. Echoes......