Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Great Regulars: At the end,

"what cannot stay small forever" becomes not just the size of Spokane, but the pin dot of light that a near-death survivor swims toward.

[Heather] McHugh's new elegy begins at the graveside, where she has added three spades of earth, rather than the two everyone else hefts.

Not to Be Dwelled On

from Mary Karr: The Washington Post: Poet's Choice

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