My heart is moved by all I cannot save:
so much has been destroyed
I have to cast my lot with those
who age after age, perversely,
with no extraordinary power,
reconstitute the world.
- adrienne rich, from the poem: 'Natural Resources', 1977
-
- goldmourn (
amberdawnpullin) wrote,
goldmourn
all I cannot save
-
poems: 30 May 2019
wolf heart I can’t with your doubt of me. Oh but you will always be a howl in my heart. - adp, 30 May 2019 @ 9:30am explanation Yes,…
-
(poem) april 3rd/4th, 2019
wanting wanting no i don't know what i'm doing but i could if we got that far if we made it there if you let me breathe for one moment before…
-
(poem) april 2nd, 2019
shit talking thought of a poem in the washroom but I don't write in there so words are lost to air with the smoke of lit matches dirty thoughts…
- Post a new comment
- 0 comments
- Post a new comment
- 0 comments
