“the smell of pine forest” so nostalgic!

This poem rattled around in my mind and body for the last few days. I did not write it out in rough form, so this is it. To read a poem; That is to breath in the world, Meditating on that world (Re)membering a fleeting moment– A moment my whole body experienced; The smell of […]

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