The RvR

A place of peace.

If home is where the heart is, where does my heart live? ~excerpt from Wendy’s journal, September 1965

Nostalgia.

Is calling.

Set perceptions free.

Unity.

Lingers.

Where is the equity? Why do some die of starvation, while others feast on plenty? ~ excerpt from Wendy’s journal, September 1965

Succumbs to shorter days.

Excursions.

Patience has its limits. Take it too far and it’s cowardice~ George Jackson~ excerpt from Wendy’s journal, September 1965

Nothing is new.

In a crowd.

Fast.

“Ban the bomb!” cried the fantail as it flew into, as it flew into the sky ~ poetry excerpt from Wendy’s journal, September 1965