From Nick Flynn’s poem “Swarm” NER 23.1 (2002).
Cosmos. Lungwort. Utter each
& break
into a thousand versions of yourself.
You can’t tell your stories fast enough.
The answer is not one, but also
not two.
From Nick Flynn’s poem “Swarm” NER 23.1 (2002).
Cosmos. Lungwort. Utter each
& break
into a thousand versions of yourself.
You can’t tell your stories fast enough.
The answer is not one, but also
not two.
From Nick Flynn’s “Swarm” (23.1, 2002):
[read the poem]When you see us swarm, rustle of
wingbeat, collapsed air, your mind
tries to make us one, a commonintelligence, a single spirit un-
tethered.