tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137783170240423063.post8624464003440226981..comments2023-09-27T08:20:53.275-04:00Comments on arcana arcanissima: city mouse and suburb mousePrunella Vulgarishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08406854591968722235noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137783170240423063.post-36097059352014502752013-03-21T11:50:44.913-04:002013-03-21T11:50:44.913-04:00no shame in seeking a bit of solace in the growing...no shame in seeking a bit of solace in the growing rings of ruins<br /><br />Going south, we watched spring<br />unroll like a proper novel:<br />forsythia, dogwood, rose;<br />bare trees, green lace, full shade.<br />By the time we arrived in Georgia<br />the complications were deep.<br /><br />When we drove back, we read<br />from back to front. Maroon went wild,<br />went scarlet, burned once more<br />and then withdrew into pink,<br />tentative, still in bud.<br />I thought if only we could go on<br />and meet again, shy as strangers.<br /><br />"Fiction" by Lisel Mueller,Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137783170240423063.post-33970940375508959462013-03-18T14:40:14.963-04:002013-03-18T14:40:14.963-04:00OBVIOUSLY YOU'VE NEVER RUN INTO THE ROVING GAN...OBVIOUSLY YOU'VE NEVER RUN INTO THE ROVING GANG OF SUBURBAN THUGS THAT FORCE YOU AT GUNPOINT TO EAT AT APPLEBEE'S.Randal Graveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08728992897551848531noreply@blogger.com