this is my notebook.
margins: the blips and sparks
pages: where thoughts might flood or fly
hums: where music lives
held: a place they belong
written under the beech trees, by owl light.
With honesty and sincerity,
– Beech Owl
a notebook for what came through anyway
this is my notebook.
margins: the blips and sparks
pages: where thoughts might flood or fly
hums: where music lives
held: a place they belong
written under the beech trees, by owl light.
With honesty and sincerity,
– Beech Owl