Maxine Chernoff

The Language The Language

field of black sheep who know Church Latin a shipyard of vessels all named Sentence a tangle of words in a basket of laundry a night like no other blackbirds falling like endings a gift unrecognized by grace a barrel only a barrel at the Stoics’ Hotel they stay for years getting lost in the language  

Jan 11, 2012 / Books & the Arts / Maxine Chernoff