Birgitta Jonsdottir | I walked the valley of shadow
I walked the valley of shadow / touched faces / of fear with eager hands / eagle heart / your words / tasted deliciously tender…
I walked the valley of shadow / touched faces / of fear with eager hands / eagle heart / your words / tasted deliciously tender…
Buy/Gift PRIVATE 32 For those born before television, before sleep became one amongst many options, night was travelled through with caution. Because it was a place where all of the world’s negativity lurked. Night clouded reason and at nightfall the legends of the non-living once again became real, exacting a...
