We used to gather a cornucopia together on the farm. Now we gather it at the supermarket. And if we are really lazy, we make an Internet request and the whole cornucopia is delivered to our door… For a handsome fee
I've always loved having a cornucopia as the center piece of a Thanksgiving table. The cornucopia is a lovely symbol of plenty which I so wish everyone could share.
A timely write! Oh yes, I have a jade piece that represents the horn of plenty harvests. It's a piece of off-white jade, 3D carvings on both sides. I like it so much!
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
Ron
Thanks for sharing your words...
jeanne
Sandie :)