“The scarecrow” by Walter De La Mare
I wanted to touch him to make him feel seen and loved and acknowledged and give that inanimate object a sense of belongingness. In my eyes, he was a living breathing being, with lonely arms and empty heart.
April 8, 2024 • Blog • Anam Cara • Literary Analysis • Views: 199
I wanted to touch him to make him feel seen and loved and acknowledged and give that inanimate object a sense of belongingness. In my eyes, he was a living breathing being, with lonely arms and empty heart.