Lightness, sightless.
O! A lightness, sightless and bold: oh, its tightness in these moments foretold. How did I do?…
O! A lightness, sightless and bold: oh, its tightness in these moments foretold. How did I do?…
If blank verse well-travelled, then the puritans’ words would be holding us today instead of the modernists’…
One blinding bliss, one holy shroud, two binding prudent vows, we understand our other as knowledge does…
Unnamable presence, immersed in my skin yet sinking, learning how the presented tint will ease our new…