“The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn’t it be?- it is the same the angels breathe.”
— Mark Twain
My whimsy begins
in infinite indigo —
a dancing angel…
—C.L. Fisher, February 2022
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Poetic Meanderings 