Evening rose
Gold wove into finest thread,falls like summer evening’s kiss.Framing painter’s careful work;soft landscape such as this.Intense and burning orange aboveworks down on all belowpetals, softest pink, of rosea pale enticing glowhopes are destined long to livebefore they’re let to flyhope is a thing with feathersnot easy to be put at restharder still to let them die. What do you see # 349- 13…














