photo by Caroline Forbes

Sean O’Brien

    AT THE SOLSTICE     We say Next time we’ll go away. But then the winter happens, like a secret We’ve to keep yet...
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photo: Nick Rosza

Jane Hirshfield

The rain is string / for wrapping a package no one knows / the inside of, they just keep trying to mail it.

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