« Darkness came, full of moths and beetles. I was oppressed by the velvety emptiness of the word and swathes of soft grass. Then the fumes of the night put me to sleep. ». Laurie Lee
in the dark no words
moths and beetles take to air
I sleep night’s fragrance
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dVerse prompt to change Laurie Lee’s prose to poetry. Thanks for some great prose to work with. #4
wordshophop 