“How not to miss those days when the sun was a happy companion that stayed to play all year round and kissed me a careless nut brown? When Mother caught the sweet rain in her well behind the house, and… — Rani Manicka Copy Share Image
“Flowers grow beneath her feet, but she is not dead at all. The years have not diminished the Rice Mother. I see her, fierce and magical. Stop despairing and call to her, and you will see, she will come bearing… — Rani Manicka Copy Share Image
“How not to miss those days when the sun was a happy companion that stayed to play all year round and kissed me a… — Rani Manicka Copy Share Image
“Flowers grow beneath her feet, but she is not dead at all. The years have not diminished the Rice Mother. I see her, fierce… — Rani Manicka Copy Share Image
