I sat in the sun
BY JANE HIRSHFIELD
I move my chair in the sun.
It’s dreary in Texas. Where has our sun gone? If I could find it, I’d move my chair, my body. My heart.
Sun photos from the past…
I sat in the sun
BY JANE HIRSHFIELD
I move my chair in the sun.
It’s dreary in Texas. Where has our sun gone? If I could find it, I’d move my chair, my body. My heart.
Sun photos from the past…