Thursday, November 20, 2014
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A month at least before the bloom
and already five bare-limbed cherries
by the highway ringed in a haze
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Mark Doty
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7/22/2025 12:41:29 PM # 1.0.0
Wow! He writes of things that are on the verge- a very delicate chore that is to achieve. He is writing of things that may be becoming into being or maybe not. Our life is full of this uncertainty, this yearning- and he expresses this well- better than anyone else could,
Yes! I feel that. There is so much distance - and so little distance - between an everyday experience, and the beginning of something consequential. This poem crosses back and forth between those, a tiny thing, a huge thing. I can't say why that gets to me like it does.