May, Again
A poem about returning to May and what it means to have lived through another year to get here.
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A poem about returning to May and what it means to have lived through another year to get here.
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A poem about the particular feeling of January — the blank-page quality of it, the cold, the hopeful and the apprehensive.
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A poem about the particular slant of light that arrives in October and what it does to the ordinary world.
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A poem about the particular quality of summer evenings on the island — the light, the boats, the way time moves differently here.
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A poem about the particular quality of light at 4am, when the world hasn't decided yet what kind of day it's going to be.
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