It reminds me of Theodore Roethke, naked, kneeling, listening to a hole in the ground, hearing something coming back. This has always mattered to me because I have experienced these things.
—Linda Gregg
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It reminds me of Theodore Roethke, naked, kneeling, listening to a hole in the ground, hearing something coming back. This has always mattered to me because I have experienced these things.
—Linda Gregg
Because you must,
Says the forest.
Her long leathers,
Deerborne strokes of brilliance
The way of things.
So many ways
Into the light,
These lions.
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