poet Robert Hass

Robert Hass

Iowa City: Early April

This morning a cat—bright orange—pawing at the one patch of new grass in the sand-and tanbark-colored leaves.

And last night the sapphire of the raccoon's eyes in the beam of the flashlight.
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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (3/23/2016 4:02:00 PM)

    Can there be such a thing as lush simplicity? Reading this gorgeous piece of literature, I am persuaded that there is. I keep rereading this and its loveliness doesn't fade one bit. I cannot believe how Haas could make words carry such beauty so naturally.

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