Poetry: Landscape

Land­scape –Mary Oliv­er From Dream Work Isn’t it plain the sheets of moss, except that they have no tongues, could lec­ture all day if they want­ed about spir­i­tu­al patience? Isn’t it clear the black oaks along the path are stand­ing as though…

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