Document Type
Poetry
Description
The first time it died, I was unprepared. / The dark curtain fell, / the heavens disrobed, / and I was bare before the trees / that leaned in suddenly, witnesses to / the final draughts of sunlight / spilling from the embers / into ash.
Recommended Citation
Egan, Jonathon
(2018)
"Conticinium/Alight,"
Inscape: Vol. 38:
No.
2, Article 25.
Available at:
https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/inscape/vol38/iss2/25