Longfellow on Nostr: Ted Hughes died on this day in 1998. The poem, when it comes, still arrives like ...
Ted Hughes died on this day in 1998. The poem, when it comes, still arrives like this:
I imagine this midnight moment's forest:
Something else is alive
Besides the clock's loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move.
#poetry #TedHughes
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