It looks like a poem about a sumac and death but it’s a poem about the mind and the fresh slap of perception. Or rather, it isn’t about perception, it gives us a pleasant tiny slap of it.
Tuesday, May 12, 2020
Noticing …
… American Poetry Review – Poems. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)
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