April 6, 2020

Shadows

The Unconscious

One night, we drop down entirely
into a water so black-deep it
floats heavysteel cargo ships—
shadows on the iron-sheen of sea.





Lines by Jan Claire
and photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

In the Beginning

Poet You constellate the myths, O royal oracle of archetypes. Photo and poem by Jan Claire

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