Emily Wilson

Rookie (1968 / Ohio / United States)

Black Maple - Poem by Emily Wilson

struck of a gold
no a citrine
volt that this is
it's so real

is the must
is the brachia

unreachable
is the leaf
is the breakaway
of a house

on a ground
is the site
which is godless


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 21, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, July 21, 2014


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