This poem is taken from PN Review 271, Volume 49 Number 5, May - June 2023.
The publisher is the poet
I look at you
And think
With despair
Borne out of affection
Why
I have missed so much
Mischief sits on your upper lip
Wisdom in your chin
And elegance is the essence of your mind
I imagine
...
And think
With despair
Borne out of affection
Why
I have missed so much
Mischief sits on your upper lip
Wisdom in your chin
And elegance is the essence of your mind
I imagine
...
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