6 poems from Tom Paine
No one ever told me to stand in the woods and await dusk.
But no one ever told me I’d see roots plaintively reaching out
to me at night. No one ever told me light flowed in limbs—
a conversation in halo sentences from tree to tree. No one
ever told me looking at the forest floor, tree-light bathing
bare feet, I’d weep for the trees in these dark, dark woods
Lizzie met Gabriel. They married.
Rossetti only painted Lizzie.
No one else could paint her.
Lizzie had a stil...