Poetry: Bridal by Greg Sendi

Bridal by Greg Sendi As when in summer fauns will peel acanthus leaves and juniper for food or crush new eucalyptus under heel that earthward from each tender shoot drop balms to scent the fleshy air, so will the footfalls of the meadow bride, compressing sage and jasmine, maidenhair and sparrowgrass, the countryside exhaling censers … Continue reading Poetry: Bridal by Greg Sendi