Gardens
I eat an apple whole
and know without a seaman's
doubt the world is sharp,
my life is built in ruins,
and nothing holds me here
but gravity and hope
for freedom from such knowledge—
return to oranges,
New Jersey before such traffic.
~Son Rivers 2006
THERE AND GONE ….
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Here is an autumn hokku kindly shared by a reader in Japan: In a moment,It
no longer is —The rainbow. When we look at English poetry, it is common to
ask t...
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