Luann Landon
 
We will be buried
side by side—
forever not touching
 
 
 
Birds have it hard—
always—
their feet in their food
 
 
 
 
Hundreds of haiku
I have read—and now
a red pear on a blue plate
 
from the journal THE SEWANEE REVIEW
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Cover of Galway Kinnell's "When One Has Lived a Long Time Alone"
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Jennifer Grotz on Galway Kinnell's "When One Has Lived a Long Time Alone"


"I would often dart into the library and sit sopping on that bench waiting for the rain to let up. That’s where I’d linger as my doused clothes would start to make me shiver in the aggressive air conditioning. Which is why I was literally trembling, I can remember, when I first came across Galway Kinnell’s When One Has Lived A Long Time Alone, which turned out not only to be a book, but also a poem within the book, and eleven little poems within that poem."
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