Oh to be a pear tree—any tree in bloom! With Kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world! She was sixteen. She had glossy leaves and bursting buds and she wanted to struggle with life but it seemed to elude her. Where were the singing bees for her? Nothing on the place nor in her grandma's house answered her. She searched as much of the world as she could from the top of the front steps and then went on down to the front gate and leaned over to gaze up and down the road. Looking, waiting, breathing short with impatience. Waiting for the world to be made.
Childhood & Coming of Age
Poems of Place
the absence of a conjunction (for, and, nor, but, or, yet, so…) between phrases and within a sentence
words used to invoke the five senses (vision, hearing, taste, touch, smell)