Like something almost being said: Petra Cortright’s HELL_TREE

As winter creeps upon us here in Ohio, with its cold and dark, and leaves litter the ground, my newly invigorated daily bogging on Minus Plato may appear like a longing for spring. As such, it has brought to mind Philip Larkin’s poem The Trees: The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The … Continue reading Like something almost being said: Petra Cortright’s HELL_TREE