From Sarah Gridley

A passage I love from Sarah Gridley’s Loom:

 

“…..black plumes, anonymous,

 

not flying but gently bouncing, not human, but drawing

across the imaginal some flapping, some softly

 

figuring line, some extended sense of touch,

or tact…”

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