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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOO MANY LADYBUGS SMELLING OF TUMERIC, by ELLEN DORE WATSON
First Line: Colors true, chill air quick-sunned
Last Line: Of locusts, too much in a time of not-enough
First Line: Colors true, chill air quick-sunned
Last Line: Of locusts, too much in a time of not-enough
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