Art, coffee, shiny things…
They are moving, these women,
as if time were a vegetable to eat slowly
for dinner—as if bicycles were mountains
that could raise them to the sky.
-Meredith Johnson, from “Old Chinese Women” in Rattle
Tagged: lyric poem, Meredith Johnson, Old Chinese Women, poem, poetry
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