Poem Bomb: “Bird, Singing” in the Art Department

“You have nothing to be afraid of, anymore. / Outside Prague, I find you warm / Among the million small gold bees set loose / In April’s onion snow, quietly / Quietly, would you sing this back to me, out loud?

(Lucie Brock-Broido)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s