How to Read a Poem. . . and Start a Poetry Circle by Molly Peacock
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"I found grown -up poetry to be as spongy as a forest floor--your foot sinks into the pine needles, the air smells mushroomy and dank, and filtered light swirls around you till you're deep in another state." (Page 8)
How to Read a Poem. . . and Start a Poetry Circle by Molly Peacock
How to Read a Poem. . . and Start a Poetry…
How to Read a Poem. . . and Start a Poetry Circle by Molly Peacock
"I found grown -up poetry to be as spongy as a forest floor--your foot sinks into the pine needles, the air smells mushroomy and dank, and filtered light swirls around you till you're deep in another state." (Page 8)