Fidelity (Jared Barhite Poems)
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
Cold nights outside the taverns in Wyomingpickups and big semis lounge idling, letting theirhaunches twitch now and then in gusts ...
things don't die or remain damaged but return: stumps grow back hands, a head reconnects to a neck, a whole ...
The world contracting pulling in on itself slowing down and sleeping like the animals hibernating under a blanket of white ...
Il buon tempo verrà! a solitary chestnut, bold in the cold, hibernating under a gigantic white sheet is perseverance keeping ...
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