The Walnut

The Walnut  The walnut’s face is perfect. The lines of the two halves, Each the same sacred form of creation, but Once the shell browns and dries, Is the fruit too dry for the heart? Does each half weather the same? What binds but a thin membrane For chipping on the Eve? Can the heart... Continue Reading →

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