Moments like this are those to savor. There are interesting juxtapositions in this prose poem. The sun cresting over a Family Dollar. The spring debris in a parking lot. The dandelion seed head sheathing the wind and grains of light. Each word chosen so carefully. So many layers in this poem, each time it is read, new meanings appear. “Words like scar tissue.” Wow.
Moments like this are those to savor. There are interesting juxtapositions in this prose poem. The sun cresting over a Family Dollar. The spring debris in a parking lot. The dandelion seed head sheathing the wind and grains of light. Each word chosen so carefully. So many layers in this poem, each time it is read, new meanings appear. “Words like scar tissue.” Wow.
Powerful.