#37.2, Weds., Oct. 5, 2022

Historical setting: 589 C.E. The river crossing near Tours          In this little fringe of a wood I watch a vixen eluding me, giving up her own hiding so I won’t notice her kits.          It seems when I am in love the whole world is in love, and when my mind is only onContinue reading “#37.2, Weds., Oct. 5, 2022”

#37.1, Tues., Oct. 4, 2022

Historical setting: 589 C.E. The river crossing near Tours          This cold October rain is relentless. Rivulets of gray water run in the ruts merging into the full river of roadway. The little donkey shakes his head to clear his eyes. I lead him walking, while the women spread the tarp over the cart forContinue reading “#37.1, Tues., Oct. 4, 2022”