Art More Real than “Me”
When poet Jorie Graham was three-years-old, she swirled her fingers through her mother’s still-wet oil painting. Her horrified mother picked …
Tag Archives: Being
Brimless Being, A Poem
Brimless Being Sharp edges, sharp endings, thingsthat shatter like teacups on tiled floors,hurt feelings, resentments, things thatbind like too-tight shoes. …
