Concerning the book that is the body of the beloved. By Gregory Orr
How the Crocus pops up. LIFA stock and purple blossom cup out of bare mud. As if it couldn't wait any longer, not even the grass has ventured for us. Ice and snow could still return. What does the beloved care? So eager to begin again? To welcome the new life.
The dandelion to. First it's a plush sun.
Then before, you know, it it's become a ghostly globe. And if it's two forms who can say, which is more lovely, As if you had to choose between the glorious world and the words that resurrected.