Poetry, Writing Reckoning January 21, 2015 fhaedra Leave a comment If I didn’t stay up late wall gazing music swaying wondering thinking levitating I’d miss all lightning storms reckoning after midnight. Share this:Tweet Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like this:Like Loading...