I have had a long day and I am tired, so there won't be much substantial talk about this poem by Rebecca Wolff. Sorry 'bout that.
However, I did want to say that as I read this poem it seemed like a chant or other religious sort-of song. All the repeated and echoed lines.
Favorite line: "There is a curiosity that knows / I know"
There is a curiosity that knows
I know
I know
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