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| Tim Walker |
the trees by the train station
become an eerie set of fraternal twins,
long limbs of feathery branches, still,
pale and leafless, burnished
and bathed by copper light
Written: January 8, 2011
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About Me
- Sherry
- When I was 14, I wrote my first poem, a treacly one about friendship. In high school, I began writing poems after reading Jewel's "A Night in Armor," a book that allowed me to fall in love with free verse. Once I entered college, A.R. Ammons's "Glare," an opus using beautiful, winding language, completely changed the way I thought about poetry. And I've played with words ever since.
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