From a Lyric Sequence by Cat Woodward
But now I have put away the pepper and dirt and have a mouth all full of big yellow teeth when I was banished I spoke like the banished my, my, my, gardenia and gladioli now it rains, rains and rains like wheat in a wreath * lingers his hyacinth picking up what i put down enchant someone’s little blue husband in the … Continue reading From a Lyric Sequence by Cat Woodward