Poems that use nature as a metaphor are both interesting and incredible obvious. I try to not use nature that way. I try to just let it be.
Pastoral #1 (1/25/03)
My body
Standing in the tall grass
Long blond stalks of hair
Swaying
They brush
I try to stay solid
On the tilting surface
But the earth says no
Motions ankles to give
No comments:
Post a Comment