The Poetry Project
Thanks to our donors and the Driftwood Foundation for funding this initiative.
What does it take to let go now when all my life I’ve clung
to words, the grassy shore, one hand clenching kinnikinnick, white-knuckled fistful
of rootbound wild rose, sun, moon, blood wind, the rolling swell of my name…
(“On Agate Beach”)
Fabienne's book is now available and is out there finding its place in the world.
There has never been a time like this.
You curl toward the remaining woods.
It took millions of years for this world to adapt
to the toxicity