The Work of Light I sit cross-legged on the sofatuck a stick of selenite into the waistband of my polka-dot pajamasso it presses against my left lower back I close my eyeslay in a field of wildflowers &tall grasses like the man tells me The sky opensa column of white lighttornadoes over my body Heal my… Continue reading Poem 18 – The Work of Light & Book Launch Date Announced!