Honored to be included in this issue of THRUSH alongside my editor, Amanda Oaks of Words Dance Publishing! Give a read & fall in love! (Everyone this issue is pure brilliance -- couldn't be more dazzled by the company my poem keeps.)
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Honored to be included in this issue of THRUSH alongside my editor, Amanda Oaks of Words Dance Publishing! Give a read & fall in love! (Everyone this issue is pure brilliance -- couldn't be more dazzled by the company my poem keeps.)
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There is a beauty that engulfs, that replaces the morning― no sun on the sidewalk, no air to breathe, and the early mist held in place as if by hands, but not mine, not me, gone, not my slow morning thoughts, gone with the row homes and me, down to the footprint, gone, barely holding on to even the words: cherry blossom, cherry blossom, cherry blossom.
David Ebenbach, 'First Day of Spring, First Spring'