WandeRoseD

I am an Iowa poet wandering wild rose lined roads grown tired and dusty in the heat and buzz of a late autumn afternoon. We live close to the land here. Always in sight of the edge betwixt city and rural, between village and wild, we go about our activities without acknowledging the edge beyond. And, although there are many pieces in this living puzzle, the mosaic bits you find here are forged of word and thought.
No more – no less.
Welcome to the theshold.