digging in the spring
Sometimes I burrow
deep down in the damp earth,best in the late spring
after weeks of rain
when new roots have loosened
soul, worms moving freely
so that I can absorb
the womb love
of mother.
John Reinhart
An arsonist by trade, John Reinhart lives on a farmlette in Colorado with his wife and children. He is a Frequent Contributor at the Songs of Eretz, editor at Poetry Nook, and was awarded the 2016 Horror Writers Association Dark Poetry Scholarship. To date, he has penned two chapbooks and two full length collections - and there's another coming out later 2017. Check him out: http://home.hampshire.edu/~
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