Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.


Journey through the Power of the Rainbow: Quotations from a Life Made Out of Poetry (ed. 2014)


Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.

Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.

Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.

Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.