"April"- I forgot how the sky split, black and breezy,/ in folded clouds, how the garden was plucked/ and the weeds began to tumble./ When were you silenced?/ When did it cease to matter?/ What it looks like/ is beginning/ to change what it is./ "Poetry For Living An Inspired Life: Poems as Spiritual Meditation," by Michele Harvey an excerpt. #books #poetry
