The First Turning
The Empty Clothesline
–-This poem reflects on an empty clothesline in early autumn, where the absence of summer laundry, a resting sparrow, and clothes drying…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on an empty clothesline in early autumn, where the absence of summer laundry, a resting sparrow, and clothes drying…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the first cool wind arriving across a harvested field, revealing itself through silvered leaves, moving household objects, and…
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