Willow: by Chris Fillebrown

This poem has disappeared from the site, if you’re wondering why, click HERE.

To listen to or download a podcast of this poem, click HERE.

Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy.

liliane richman says:

February 4, 2011 at 6:38 pm

Loved it, the infinite riches of life, the ants,the boy, the undying inspiration.

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Tom McClellan says:

February 5, 2011 at 1:10 pm

Very good, how the poem becomes instrumental in her own creation. “i like a poem that writes itself” – Don’t we all.

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