whose leaves are drops of new-shed blood
Where did I put that?
Somewhere near whose leaves are drops of new-shed blood I got lost in:
Spring October morning school bus A Letter to Percy Bysshe Shelley The Vision of Percy Shelley leaves spiralled around us like a benediction New sky dance paying for borrowed time Dem Bones Understanding Media Leftover parts of autumnal sun dimming Sonnet V What are the birds saying where you are? flowers on the razor wire syncopation red coin The Everything Rant Contest Percy Bysshe Shelley