How to Write a Poem
I am thinking about how to write a poem. It feels like it’s been so long and I used to know. Or perhaps it is…
I am thinking about how to write a poem. It feels like it’s been so long and I used to know. Or perhaps it is…
Here we are.Supine in our togas, side-eyedand crowned with laurels.Pressed in the Attic clay,the urn’s belly binds us like lovers. How you strain to find…