Thursday, February 14, 2013

Late-Afternoon Valentine

I collected these heart-shaped rocks from the beach this past summer on the island of Gotland, in Sweden. Weathered, scarred, and misshapen, the bad poetry absolutely writes itself.

I usually keep my hearts of stone in a box (you see what I mean about the bad poetry?), but I took them out today for Valentine’s Day.


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