There were berries and cherries as thick as might be seen

[sovay]

My poem "Cherries in Winter" is now online at Goblin Fruit. It's possibly one of the few nonfantastic pieces I have ever written, maybe. Read the rest—the green children, the kitsune, the cryptozoologist and the explorer, the seal-woman, the choke-damp. It's like an illuminated manuscript every quarter-year.

Comments

[sboydtaylor.livejournal.com]

Wonderful mood, wonderful sense of loss at the end.

[sovay]

Wonderful mood, wonderful sense of loss at the end.

Thank you! I'm very glad you enjoyed it.

[sboydtaylor.livejournal.com]

Even better on the second reading. The "shutters all time into stutters and blinks" line is really well done.