Poems by Debora Greger
Vermeer
... Brisk was the wind that claimed divine right ...
A Woman on the Dump
... Out of the cracks of cups and their handles, missing, ...
Miranda’s Drowned Book
... A sail blown off its course by my uncalled-for sighs ...
Les Très Riches Heures de Florida
... you’re neither the strictly monkish brown thrasher ...
The Right Whale in Iowa
... A Milky Way scarred the underside more vast ...
The Dictionary of Silence
... Her opium. On clean-shirt day he would pay a visit to his wife ...
