“Dreams are like the old stories where wolves are seekers always running, and women carry fire in their bare hands and light the dark paths before them. Old stories hold that the birds will fly all the miles of the… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
“Dreams are like the old stories where wolves are seekers always running, and women carry fire in their bare hands and light the dark… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
“You were the ocean and we were the land You lay down unflinching You lay down forgetting And you were the ocean and we… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
“I feel you calling, in the autumn sweet transformation. I have reached my brightest green to the gold burning sun. I have folded my… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
“The storms inside uncoil into sky held calm by far seeing eyes Memories dressed in the translucent trickery of the mind, so as to… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
“The late afternoon Sun threw amber and gold across the deep body of the ocean, breaking into unseen luminance across the horizon. She listened… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
“A deep pool seemed to exist in the space between them, fed by a wellspring ancient and eternal. Lahana felt a part of herself… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
“WINTER'S GHOST: Autumn moon incautious in the dark river Winter’s ghost walks with a covered face and silver bones wait in all animals to… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
