“What dark flower bloomed here,/ what promise led anyone/ down this path, black orchid/ red rose/ how does consciousness separate/ itself from the body?” These lines are part of the first poem (“The ...
(Editor’s Note: “Love’s Labours Found” presents St. Helena experiences and the poems they inspire.) I walked out of the house in the early hours of the morning and was yanked into full wakefulness.
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