This poem is taken from PN Review 225, Volume 42 Number 1, September - October 2015.
Blotter
Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!
Unlike our uses and our destinies.
– Elizabeth Barrett Browning
April
Unlike our uses and our destinies.
– Elizabeth Barrett Browning
April
Without lifting the heel,
happiness, joy for the year,
Pulled, dragged along the ledges, circling faster
as a ghost cake.
Let physicians examine this phenomenon
such as bricks do not produce.
In the drowsy laziness
nothing, because you’re so good
fell with disappointment.
And the mechanic, as luck would have
fun, unrestrained
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