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Birds in the Blue Night
Not birds I know, dank-feathered, inky-eyed, spinning in a ring until one breaks free, flies in. And already I am…
Birds in the Blue Night
Not birds I know, dank-feathered, inky-eyed, spinning in a ring until one breaks free, flies in. And already I am…
Why Some People Read Poetry
(After W.S. Merwin) Because you know already if you didn’t you would have to make that appointment which means you…
Why Some People Read Poetry
(After W.S. Merwin) Because you know already if you didn’t you would have to make that appointment which means you…
