Age at the Beginning of Knowing Woken again, this time by wings scraping the air to pitch the warbler’s heft from its tree. And the people I met, vivid and headstrong, now like blown lights beyond the pine boughs. Now blood moves li...

Joanna Klink - "Age at the Beginning of Knowing".

Poetry Foundation's Poem of the Day.

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