PoemAcrossAmerica

Suddenly to be falling/like the birds/the bees/part of the world’s great winnowing - Alice Edwards, from Erie, PA.

Whirling particles swim in space investigate our bodies decide to stay or not - Diane Moser-Washington State

Fields of gray cement mottled with patches of green. Restricted in the straitjacket of infrastructural schemes.

"nothing assured, not even another season of maples, I breathed, just glad to keep breathing." - William Heyen Brockport, NY