DPF / Clover

For idly sweeping up, from Poem A Day, Volume 2, edited by Laurie Sheck.

from “An archive of confessions, a genealogy of confessions” / by Joshua Clover, b. 1962

The tribe of mothers calls the tribe of children

Across the bluing evening. It’s the hour things get
To be excellently pointless, like describing the alphabet.

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