No dappled gray, no liver chestnut, no dark bay – Five poems by Helen Wickes
SUNDAY AFTERNOON OUTSIDE Rain zithering off the rooftops of cars, azaleas ablaze on the porch are hot-pink zealots ...
SUNDAY AFTERNOON OUTSIDE Rain zithering off the rooftops of cars, azaleas ablaze on the porch are hot-pink zealots ...
1- We were born nowhere And words can’t connect The lakes, the mountains, etc To our bodies - Silence is ...
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