“I was the solitary plovera pencil for a wing-boneFrom the secret notesI must tiltupon the pressureexecute and adjust In us sea-air rhythm"We live by the urgent waveof the verse”
Lorine Niedecker“I rose from marsh mudalgae, equisetum, willows,sweet green, noisybirds and frogs.”
Lorine Niedecker“I was the solitary plovera pencil for a wing-boneFrom the secret notesI must tiltupon the pressureexecute and adjust In us sea-air rhythm"We live by the urgent waveof the verse”
Lorine Niedecker