Today when I begin writing Iโm aware: something that I donโt understand drives this engine.
Donald HallI wish you were that birch rising from the clump behind you, and I the gray oak alongside.
Donald HallToday when I begin writing Iโm aware: something that I donโt understand drives this engine.
Donald HallI wish you were that birch rising from the clump behind you, and I the gray oak alongside.
Donald Hall