He Speaks Poem June 7, 2015August 3, 2012 by David Jackson UNTITLED he speaks it plainly like simple cotton cloth like grain simple grain in the field he says it purely not bundled not cooked raw he says it plainly like the wind and not the metaphor of the wind but the wind itself making noise in the trees Related Posts:Red Phosphorous, bonus poem from the “Periodic Table…Life and Opinions of Doctor Bop the Burnt-Out Prof.…Bohrium, from the “Periodic Table of Poetry” series…Walkways. A Poem by Allison GrayhurstAMERICAN MOBILE. A Poem by EM Schorb.The Darkened Rooms of Summer.Jared…
