Poem: Totoro’s forest

  As the great beast snores his belly can be seen rising right from the entrance of his hideout if you’re close enough. Above, the trees breathe with him. The forest’s heart and hands, though he sleeps he’s on guard for any child who finds it in the long grass. His old friend is still here, but changed and scared into the underground, lamplight eyes … Continue reading Poem: Totoro’s forest