Spring Grist

by Rebecca Hoogs

Heart mills
river
flow, silt
and sieves

off grind
and go
to wind
May’s pole

with rib,
ribbons,
with fibs,
fable.

The ends?
Foam, fray.



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Rebecca Hoogs is associate director of Writers in the Schools, a program of Seattle Arts & Lectures. E-mail: rhoogs@u.washington.edu

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