Jonathan WalzBeladenI feel a burden. All the splendors of autumn are falling away. Beladen as the Germans say, a laboring of the thing, this burden which I…May 19, 2017May 19, 2017
Jonathan WalzEyelightThis dispatch is almost too much for my eyes, such delicate orbs, but there is a comfort in the sincerity of light, we must not be…May 19, 2017May 19, 2017