Spangles

In his poem, [little tree] https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47304/little-tree, e e cummings imagines the spangles that sleep all year in a dark box dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine, the balls the chains red and gold the fluffy threads Today, we are thinking of spangles from the year. You can write about things from the year … Continue reading Spangles

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