In honor of the Spring full moon. Full Flower Moon May (mostly), the petticoat swirl of open -ing meadow, pinkening bud. I say: rose, peony, phlox. And I say: petal- shorn, plucked, blown until only the head remains, one pale … Continue reading →
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