One could not live without delicacy, but when / I think of love I think of the big, clumsy-looking / hands of my grandmother, each knuckle a knob...
Near changes: poems (ed. Alfred a Knopf Inc, 1990)
One could not live without delicacy, but when / I think of love I think of the big, clumsy-looking / hands of my grandmother, each knuckle a knob...
Near changes: poems (ed. Alfred a Knopf Inc, 1990)