It waits upon the lawn,
howls and hisses as with mouths of snakes and wolves at bay.
Hear the locks turn in their wooden ears.
Black puddles, putrid flapping—
this is what happens when you cease.
Emily Dickinson / A Light Exists in Spring
Algernon Charles Swinburne / Grace Darling
Karyna McGlynn / Epistle to Elsner on the Eve of his 34th Birthday
Gary Glazner / Death by Taxi
Maggie Nelson / The Mute Story of November
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