I hope that a move and change of pace and place will allow me to once again pen brilliant things.
Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.
—from “Eating Poetry” by Mark Strand
I hope that a move and change of pace and place will allow me to once again pen brilliant things.
Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.
—from “Eating Poetry” by Mark Strand
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