Beautiful Sentence #4 ~ Fleda Brown

“They come in airy flotillas / on each stem, little flower- / blimps, propellers / of petals at their back ends, / which makes me aware of how heavy with history / we are, and how alone, thus forgivably / prone to personification / of the gods.”  – Fleda Brown, from the poem “Bladder Campion” → Thanks to Anne-Marie Oomen for sharing […]