#smallpoems let loose moorings of a crescent moon while our heavenly wolf howls Through words spilled, we seek, yet never find, a path of souls Inanna
#smallpoems let loose moorings of a crescent moon while our heavenly wolf howls Through words spilled, we seek, yet never find, a path of souls Inanna, Venus, Ishtar, Aphrodite, bits loosely joined in stories that never begin in poems with no end
Greg McVerry