Jane Munro | IT’S WINTER THE GODS LOVE

IT’S WINTER THE GODS LOVE high and wind-swept where rivers begin and snow whirls like Sarasvati circling Brahma, his lust growing five faces to keep ten eyes on her but that comes after mountains moon, sun, an ocean of stars after darkness and light differ in winter, the gods shed headgear and garlands, sandals and […]