Lotus
Poetry without
a god is like a cell
without a formula,
or to be more precise, like a cell
whose knot of formula
contains a circular
reference, always referring
back to itself, a cella
without poetry.
~Son Rivers 2006
FRESH POSSIBILITIES
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Today we will look at a seasonal poem by A. E. Housman, taking it verse by
verse. XVI — SPRING MORNING Star and coronal and bellApril underfoot
renews,And ...
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