sever strings from wrists and elbows
dream bud-scar and joint to bone
(a whittler need not live alone)
the widower’s grief he sets aside
: a lithe branch pruned of crows
hewn then braided, shape of bride
willowification
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This is beautiful. I feel the sound working on me.
Love this! I feel as though I have been willowfied
Love. Your poems always feel hewn then braided!!
Willow so wants to be a palindrome.
a lil willowy banger