Thursday, March 11, 2021

Overheard at Booth 4: What Poets Find

What Poets Find


What poets find
daily
is that tiny green leaf
at the base of a blackbrown 
bush that stands like brittle 
kindling after a long hard freeze,

which is to say, 
they find
one speck of life
among all this death.





MR
2021-0311


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