Randomly Accessed Poetics, Issue 3, Sifting Through Raw Words
Monday, June 24, 2013
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Wednesday, June 12, 2013
The Volcanned... by Veronica Valeanu
You close the doors with the door, take my hand in yours
in the last stronghold of all thinking allowed.
It’s the spot left for love, which is being territorial.
Here are the light and the retina now,
don’t look into it:
Veronica Valeanu is an English teacher at National College Mihai in Buzău, Romania. In her free time, between grading papers, she blogs poetry at survivivore.wordpress.com.
Posted by William James at 2:24 PM