Poetry 2012 / Volume 43

Nostalgia for a Valley Unseen — Terrell Jamal Terry

Some part just wants to move like powder, and go where no other’s prying punctures a private instinct of whispering when sounding out the names. Dangling dusk colluding with green. The reduction of complexity forms a clearer understanding, as an after smell of rain wrung out hovers above the heart. Eyes cut lines to meet … Continue reading