Day 1619, a hand. Day's pictures, Poetry A handprint in a gravel beach ~ the upcoming tide hasn’t yet taken it away ~ did someone pushed themselves up ~ or did they stop a fall ~ maybe they just wanted to feel the cold gravelShare this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related