Monthly Archives: January 2011

for E.B. you might mistake these willows for dancers their hips bent provocatively into the tall grass enjoying their own voluptuous shapes floating on the lively surface of the stream this grove of willows turns in on itself like a … Continue reading →

patches of linen moving like joyful empty canvases across the well-ordered sombre landscape barely claimed by fences and solitary houses the strongest force unseen briskly lifting the edges of the familiar for Madeline Power (1922-2007)