It only feels like yesterday that I was walking this path under a blazing sun, carrying water for my saplings. Today’s skies are storm grey; a cold wind rakes the eyes. Summer’s golden corn is now a brown expanse of ploughed earth.
04 October 2018, The Tablet
Glimpses of Eden
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