One of my favourite parts of "Wine From These Grapes" is the title page. (Click on image for a larger view.)
Crocuses
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Outside now, rain falls,Smearing crocus in our eyesAs April arrivesTo
weave, with tentative hands,Green through yellow mats of grass
2 weeks ago
1 comment:
Here's a small poem that could use a little editing.
I suggest getting rid of the "y"'s esp. in line 3 and 4. Shoud have a fine ring to it then.
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