That is so aching and beautiful, Jennifer! The part "but when the milk runs low, and melting snow flows down the river" struck me especially--what an amazing contrast!
Feb 20, 2023·edited Feb 20, 2023Liked by Jennifer Woodworth
I love the sense of desperation and almost-loss in this poem. "Balanced rocks" is a wonderful image—an object of strength and permanence but teetering and uncertain.
That is so aching and beautiful, Jennifer! The part "but when the milk runs low, and melting snow flows down the river" struck me especially--what an amazing contrast!
I love the sense of desperation and almost-loss in this poem. "Balanced rocks" is a wonderful image—an object of strength and permanence but teetering and uncertain.
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