This choreography of ruin, the world breakinglike glass under a microscope, the way it doesn’t crack all at once, but spreads out from the damaged cavities. Still for a moment it all recedes. The backyard potatoes swell quietlyburied beneath their canopy of leaves. The wind rubs its hands through the trees. Ellen Bass
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This choreography of ruin, the world breaking like glass under a microscope, the way it doesn't crack all at once , but spreads out from the damaged cavities. Still for a moment it all recedes . The backyard potatoes swell quietly buried beneath their canopy of leaves. The wind rubs its hands through the trees.

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