The Morning Moon Still haunted by the cycle of the moon racing full sail past the crouched whale’s back of the Morne Coco Mountain, I gasp at her sane brightness. It’s early December, the breeze freshens the skin of this earth, the goose-skin of water, and I notice the blue plunge of shadows down Morne […]
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