Photo by Claire Anthony
Fast grows the crop, it looms late,
It is bearing–O I think it is heavy with fruit, with fruit.
Now each breath flies like breath forgot
22 Apr 2012 Leave a Comment
in Poetry Tags: Claire Anthony, Part XIII, Poetry
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