Archive | October 2013

Thrownness and a Three-Legged Dog

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For SL

Gun the poetry into the skin.

Ink the cherry tree

So it’s starved of flesh and stones.

But get the ice—

As lonely and sterile as that ward was—

Get it to melt a bit.

She will be spring.