The clearing (Pollitt)
When it's broken
it's hard not to suspect that life is just
the clearing you happen to stand in the center of.
Katha Pollitt, from "Walking in the Mist"
Labels: poetry
When it's broken
it's hard not to suspect that life is just
the clearing you happen to stand in the center of.
Katha Pollitt, from "Walking in the Mist"
Labels: poetry
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