A crystalline moment of loss, its very essence, chill, and - the thing so rarely depicted or depicted well - its power. The way it roars through and past, leaving about as much behind as a hurricane does of a single, unprotected leaf. Thank you for this, Autumn. You're a rara avis, a rare and beautiful bird.
Such a moving and powerful poem, Autumn. I loved listening to you talk about your process and what led you to write this poem. The words evoke all the senses and I think you truly captured how upending grief can be. Thank you for sharing. ❤️
What a stunning, gut-twisting poem. You took me to places in my life - Polaroids that come into focus in such an ethereal way and then, as if they always were, they are crystal clear.
A crystalline moment of loss, its very essence, chill, and - the thing so rarely depicted or depicted well - its power. The way it roars through and past, leaving about as much behind as a hurricane does of a single, unprotected leaf. Thank you for this, Autumn. You're a rara avis, a rare and beautiful bird.
Thank you so much! Appreciate you.
Such a moving and powerful poem, Autumn. I loved listening to you talk about your process and what led you to write this poem. The words evoke all the senses and I think you truly captured how upending grief can be. Thank you for sharing. ❤️
Thank you, Hilary!
What a stunning, gut-twisting poem. You took me to places in my life - Polaroids that come into focus in such an ethereal way and then, as if they always were, they are crystal clear.
Thank you! Appreciate your comment.
"I do not know him / though I lived his life." Gorgeous lines!
Thank you!
I really enjoyed this poem, Autumn!
Thank you, Jeffrey!