The Comfort of Collected Things

The Comfort of Collected Things

We are gatherers, The ones who pick up sticks and stones And old wasp’s nests fallen by the door of the barn, Walnuts with holes that look like eye’s of owls, Bit’s of shells not whole but lovely in their brokenness, We are the ones who bring home empty eggs of birds...
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