“Let me cradle myself back Into the darkness Of the half shapes ... Of the cauled beginnings ... Let me stir the attar of unused air, Elusive ... ironically fragrant As a dead queen's kerchief ... Let me blow the dust from off you ... Resurrect your breath Lying limp as a fan In a dead queen's hand.”
Quote by Lola Ridge
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Sun-up, and Other Poems
This volume features a selection of poems that delve into the imagery and symbolism of sunrise, capturing the essence of new beginnings and the transformative power of light. more
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