owl love

stolenhatWhere did we all get our warm caps?

Ask owl.

 

oforowl

swoops o’er the unwatchful, their head-tops to swipe.

O, Owl.  Hunting mind cozies.

My head is an eclipse, crowned with woolens bound with vine.

I descend the red carpet of my heart

allying rose and sword.

–The Odalisque.

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About The Odalisque

I am the odalisque who lives in an oblelisk. I converse with birds.

converse. carrier pigeon post.

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