Annunciation – Marie Howe Even if I don’t see it again—nor ever feel it I know it is—and that if once it hailed me it ever does— And so it is myself I want to turn in that direction not as towards a place, but it was a tilting within myself, as one turns a … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Marie Howe
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