Poems

Weight of Days
by Michelle Potter

The comforting gentle voice whispered close to me
'Why are you so sad, my child,
look up and see
the clouds of heaven have parted
the purest of stallions approaches.'

I was clothed in filthy rags as I bathed in the son's rays.
There was a flash of scarlet,
I looked down,
as fresh as whitest snow was now my gown;
Time everlasting was begun, gone the weight of days.

Dates



14/04

Saint-Brieuc
Liv'in'Proof

05/05

Château-Gontier
EK + s[i]nglish

09/06

Le Burêt
s[i]nglish

30/06

Château-Gontier
s[i]nglish + amis

19/08

Château-Gontier
s[i]nglish

14/09

Ménil
s[i]nglish

29/09

Château-Gontier
Everlight's Keep

07/10

Saint-Fort
EK + s[i]nglish

11/10

Craon
Everlight's Keep

21/10

Chemazé
s[i]nglish

16/12

Laval
Sur le chemin de Noël

Contact

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