Jill Jones takes poetry for a walk
Day by day they are dyingas day by opening into yellowinto the stream to die livinginto the green seen through waterglass/lumen/split the curve fallsonto an imaginary and real table
How utterly lovely, thanks for sharing. LOVE how it ends with an imaginary and real table (taps into something archetypal for me)!eileenp.s. as far as I know, you're only the 2nd poet to do the form in this way, the first to stretch out that tercet was Iris Lee, a poet based in NY
I like this poem as well, Jill. Something ethereal about it...
I used to own said table.Thanks and beautiful page.Jim Kober
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