Weaving Dispersed Petals: A Poet Reflects on Longing and Flowers
A bouquet titled “Flying,” hanging upside down in a basement window, drying, one stalk fallen on the windowsill, balanced petal down, stem up. When a dear old friend, Chris, and…
A bouquet titled “Flying,” hanging upside down in a basement window, drying, one stalk fallen on the windowsill, balanced petal down, stem up. When a dear old friend, Chris, and…