By Donovan Cleckley
I won’t tell you where the place is, the dark mesh of the woods
meeting the unmarked strip of light--
ghost-ridden crossroads, leafmold paradise:
I know already who wants to buy it, sell it, make it disappear.
- Adrienne Rich, “What Kind of Times Are These” (1991), Dark Fields of the Republic: Poems 1991-1995 (1995)
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