These hummingbirds found their way onto an art quilt:
by Harry Kemp
The sunlight speaks. And it's voice is a
bird:
It glitters half-guessed half seen
half-heard
Above the flower bed. Over the lawn
...
A flashing dip and it is gone.
And all it lends to the eye is this
--
A sunbeam giving the air a kiss.
the cloth is just lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jude...that means a lot to me from you.
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