Tag: Dedalus

  • ‘Trees’ by Ágnes Nemes Nagy

    Trees   Learn. The winter trees. Hoarfrosted crown to root. Immovable curtains.   And learn too of the zone where a crystal steams and trees merge into mists, as the body in recollection of it.   And behind the trees, the river mute wings of the wild duck the whiteblind blue night of hooded objects […]