Poet of the Day – Gail Tyson
National Poetry Month April 1, 2020 Gail Tyson Darning the Wounded Tongue Half-dog, half-camel, with bottomless eyes, the creature kneels beside me like a sphinx. Erect, tall in a Queen Anne chair, I gaze ahead. Neither of us makes a sound. The creature kneels beside me in a pale room, silvery light casting […]