A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature
depends upon the bees.
When I was born
I thought I’d be taken from the earth
I didn’t think the earth would be taken from me
“Remove your yellow star.
Head for Switzerland or try
for Nice. Don’t write your will
Don’t imagine what the Germans feel.”
I’ve felt myself changed simply walking into shade along a street; I’ve come suddenly upon the scent of snapdragon or heard a distant car crash and found my every thought … Continue reading →
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