It tried to grow directly into the teeth of every storm, crouched and twisted, the balance between survival and extinction so delicate.

This post is part of my book-long erasure poetry and collage project on Tove Jansson’s The Summer Book.

2 thoughts on “Balance”

    1. Thank you for your thoughtful comment David. Yes, I thought that because poetry is so rich in imagery, it lends itself to being illustrated or expressed visually in some way.


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