spine poem #14
Against
the grain
— but beautiful
Against
the day
— reluctantly seeking
the cave, finding them
gone a year
from Monday
Against
forgetting that thin,
wild mercury
sound: quiet hope
in the dark — but
is it art?
spine poem #14
Against
the grain
— but beautiful
Against
the day
— reluctantly seeking
the cave, finding them
gone a year
from Monday
Against
forgetting that thin,
wild mercury
sound: quiet hope
in the dark — but
is it art?