Walking Alone Through Marshlands

walking alone through marshlands with no thought of returning accepting a bad luck sunrise but joining with these good luck migrating sandhill cranes to bid the critics adieu Potter Poems is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe