About Centaurs By Zuzanna Ginczanka

About Centaurs By Zuzanna Ginczanka Sharpened verses, rhyme to rhyme rubbed against each other with the chattering of teeth —trust not the narrow faculties, that none would possess you, —trust not fingers, like the blind, nor eyes, like handless owls. Here I preach passion and wisdom tightly conjoined at the waist like a centaur. I […]