where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
July 30, 2016 § 6 Comments
sacred spot where eagles teach flight
Tagged: birds, cliff, clouds, connecticut river, eagle nest, eagles, learning to fly, palisades, parenting, sky, teaching, Vermont
A rather different scale – the picture works well and the verse is apt
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Nice shot!
Those words. Yes.
Lovely image and thoughts.
Love the green.
Wonderful poem!
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A rather different scale – the picture works well and the verse is apt
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Nice shot!
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Those words. Yes.
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Lovely image and thoughts.
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Love the green.
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Wonderful poem!
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