down the gray stoned road & across the livid field
a blue raven stalks the treetops
at twilight the world shades to grey & sapphire blue
A beginning of a new piece. A small picture painted, a scene built. I’ve tried to move beyond this image but it took many words assembled and reassembled to get to this place. Somewhere in the story there is a lost child, a glimmer and a fragment of mirror. They may be all the same thing. I’m not yet sure. Surely something to sleep on. Perhaps something to draw or paint. Tomorrow will let me know.