"That we might have a garden" by Richard Meier

[o_glorianna]

I'm really liking some of Meier's poetry for their attentiveness to the precise details of everyday life - to these moments of discovery and life between the ordinary. I also seem to hear in these poems echoes of Seamus Heaney, such as his "Digging" and "Bogland." Beyond the chance coincidence of the poems' themes, there's also a similarity in the

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[secretsolitaire]

Lovely! And a nice choice with spring around the corner.