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Poetry by David Anson Lee

Poetry by David Anson Lee

by | Aug 17, 2026 | Poetry

by David Anson Lee After the Light  After you died, the house adopted a new grammar. Doors closed more softly. Morning entered without asking. Even the clock hesitated, unsure whether to continue. For weeks I walked as if carrying a bowl of water filled to the rim:...