Rita Dove

I first discovered this poem freshman year of college in a Comparative Studies class that sometimes met outside (it was spring quarter).  I loved that we would go outside, and that otherwise we would all sit around a huge table instead of at desks, but the class itself was only so-so.  Still, thank you to the professor whose name I don’t remember for introducing me to Rita Dove.  This poem is from Dove’s collection Grace Notes.  And it definitely makes me yearn for tree-climbing days of yore. HORSE AND TREE by Rita Dove Everybody who’s anybody longs...

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