Poems of the Week – Jonathan Johnson

THREE POEMS BY JONATHAN JOHNSON   Thirty Give me a moment, sun gone to shapeless cloud at evening and wall of trees where field is done and the unspeakable questions begin, birch, oak, beech, poplar, hemlock, black bark spruce, fence of wrought iron companions and stone block corners, stone, grass, leaves, and tear the momentContinue reading “Poems of the Week – Jonathan Johnson”