"The inlet’s waves bare their teeth,
seethe to shore. The grasses tremble,
shark-colored clouds cruise the sky."
Enjoy Jennifer Stewart Miller's "Gull and Mollusk," plus "To the Young Baltimore Oriole," in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/tw...
You should have been sipping nectar all winter
in some green, voluptuous place far south of here.
But October turned to November turned to December
