June 25, 2015 at 08:23AM on Twitter
Weak sunlight: a milkiness in the sky like the film that forms over the eyes of the dead. A lone fawn runs bleating through the forest.
— Dave Bonta (@morningporch) June 25, 2015
I'm the author of several books, including Ice Mountain: An Elegy, Breakdown: Banjo Poems, Words on the Street: An Inaction Comic, and Odes to Tools, but my real work is at my literary blog Via Negativa. I'm the editor and publisher of Moving Poems, a webzine showcasing the best poetry videos on the web. More...