Visiting Lorine Niedecker’s House on Blackhawk Island
Issue #90
Spring 2003
White ash, starling, lung of river rising and filling with silt: winter has gone, took its flood and its filth. This is the one season your house stands on dry feet. Today, I am half as tall as your house,...
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