How lucky am I? I married a poet whose poems inspire me, and I'm an uncle to a poet whose poems inspire me. Just now discovering your Rabbit Room stuff, Aubrey! Can't wait to visit for our next Montana visit to catch up with the Little/Brady peoples.
Why have I never connected the cosmos prepared to be born, waiting to burst forth, with the life imparting darkness of the mother’s womb? Brilliant… and arresting turns of phrase besides
"not a dark lack, but a black brimming" what a gorgeous line and beautiful poem!!
How lucky am I? I married a poet whose poems inspire me, and I'm an uncle to a poet whose poems inspire me. Just now discovering your Rabbit Room stuff, Aubrey! Can't wait to visit for our next Montana visit to catch up with the Little/Brady peoples.
Why have I never connected the cosmos prepared to be born, waiting to burst forth, with the life imparting darkness of the mother’s womb? Brilliant… and arresting turns of phrase besides
Wow, absolutely gorgeous. So many stunning lines. One I’ll call out that is so perfect even as it is entirely unexpected: “the crumb of heartbeat…”
Oh, wow. That's outstanding work.
Stunning work
Beautiful!
So wonderful!
Love this.