Things to which Nothing in the World Corresponds
Of course, making love.
A few cheeses, the hummingbird's ruby throat, and wombats.
Intense cassis and sweet cedar nose in vineyard rows.
The face in the crowd.
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Things to which Nothing in the World Corresponds |
The sound body of a single poem. Of course, making love. A few cheeses, the hummingbird's ruby throat, and wombats. Intense cassis and sweet cedar nose in vineyard rows. The face in the crowd. |
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