Poem: Darkness

Poem: Darkness

Andrew Grace Placing your foot in a bucket of darkness, three miles to home: ostrich farm, oat field pimpled with buttonweed, Rayleigh Scattering dissolved by mist above. Two hours you spent rivering a womb-humid artery for floodwater to pass through & now passage...
Poem: A Litany in Time of Plague

Poem: A Litany in Time of Plague

A Litany in Time of Plague (1600) Adieu, farewell, earth’s bliss; This world uncertain is; Fond are life’s lustful joys; Death proves them all but toys; None from his darts can fly; I am sick, I must die. Lord, have mercy on us! Rich men, trust not in wealth, Gold...