NettetHoldfast The dead are for morticians & butchers to touch. Only a gloved hand. Even my son will leave a grounded wren or bat alone like a hot stove. When he spots a monarch … NettetStarring an existential child, a lost love, dead butterflies & hungry monkeys, "Holdfast" by Robin Beth Schaer was selected by U.S. Poet Laureate Tracy K. Smith for inclusion in …

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