that's just the wild wood
nature poetry
Tuesday, August 13, 2019
Seen on a road trip
"When the blackbird flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles."
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
Wallace Stevens
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