April is the wildest month, every day another tributary, every breath a simple prayer. It is also National Poetry Month and a good time for Standing In An Open Field, one poem restating another across language and culture and place.
04/01: TWL, Lines 1-7: For Those That Follow
04/02: Introduction To An Open Field
04/03: Standing In An Open Field
04/04: Stand
04/05: Invocations (translating Sanai)
04/06: Saffron
04/07: Moleskin 2.6: Red River Valley
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