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A review by kari_rueckert
Hybrida: Poems by Tina Chang
4.0
"What did God's hand hold without tension.
What can a mind uncover without slipping through
the smallest of holes? A hole is an imagined shape.
What it contains and its depth are often the same
unreachable dark."
- Tina Chang 'Diversity'
What can a mind uncover without slipping through
the smallest of holes? A hole is an imagined shape.
What it contains and its depth are often the same
unreachable dark."
- Tina Chang 'Diversity'