the broom weaver, Lucinda Trew
Doug Roy, Goats on the Hill, Cut Paper the broom weaver every trade has its season reaping time is mine the golden honeyed hush when gathering is done when fields return to fawny stubble, and wives shake straw from aprons, shirts and pillow slips — from days and dreams of winnowing when […]
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