No more traces of Llangollen left in my knuckles.
Back to Devon.
Hills, bones and red mud.
I'll give you wild flowers if you give me love
About Me
- Hoi polloi
- The Kinetic Caravan is an interactive travelling art space; a platform for discussion, creation, growth and wonderment. By day it functions as a living jungle, room for reading room for writing, writing exchange and letterpress printing house, and by night it transforms into an illumination space with bicycle powered visual poetry.
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ReplyDeletethen
ReplyDeleteleave them all in the earth
collect their light with your eyes
bring the flowers to me
all alive