Two Poems, Animated

This one is a riff of a poem about fireflies by Terry Elliott.

Divide was the one-word prompt for morning writing the other day.

Both were made with the Keynote app.

Peace (and Poems),


One Comment
  1. I made my collective noun with analog tools. It is embodied. I wonder what the long term effects of “disembodied” creation might be. Unhinged and hanging over the abyss? Long fall? Revelation?

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