how to appreciate poetry It helps if your heart’s been broken at least three times. Get plowed over by dumb luck. Get drunk on moonlight. Or sunlight. Or gin. Watch a child try. And fail. Teach a house to suffer. Show an owl how […]
Tag: prose poem
2022-11-22
call for mr. hemingway It was dark. I liked the dark. No one could bother me. I sat there. I was cold, alone, in the dark. It wasn’t easy to sit there, but sit there I did. I poured myself a drink. Gin. I […]
