Letter from Paris April 2017 from Margo Berdeshevsky DARK DAWN THOUGHTS WITH POETRY FOR SUSTENANCE STILL APRIL A grackle fallen on hard sand. One eye on a hunger, singing off-key…
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Letters from Paris
From Margo Berdeshevsky Living in the Shadows of Winter and all the etceteras… It is long. It is cold. It is complicated. It’s Russian roulette, I nod. It can…
LETTER FROM PARIS, autumn 2014 from Margo Berdeshevsky It’s been awhile. But my eyes are open. As always, I want to join in calling in the light. In believing…
LETTER FROM PARIS, autumn 2013 from Margo Berdeshevsky And These boots were made for walkin’… Is my world going to hell? Probably. Yours? Maybe. Probably. Warning: This post may offer…
from Margo Berdeshevsky IT WAS MAY DAY IN PARIS…or WAS IT ONLY THE IMAGE? “Une petit(e) Piece Dieu Nous Benisse.” A coin—a little coin, God Bless us. I noticed that…
From Margo Berdeshevsky Notes from this side of the Seine Dear Ones: I’m passing the sound…On Oct 11 Joan Baez did a concert in Paris at The Grand Rex, it…