by Anna Sandler
…And sunshine rose and gone, and flames are far beyond all limits and all boards; and only desert whispers with snakes and sands that always have been here. Through winds and dunes, strong antelopes go to the line of the eternal salty blue. How full of brightness, how sparkles jumps around! How dangerous this beauty is for naked and unarmed soul…
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Last updated March 21, 2017