Encounter | Poetry

Adam Judah Krasnoff

Two stones at rest at the summit of a hill. Two stones at rest at the summit of a hill Atop which we too are seated, resting. We two at the summit of a hill, seated atop A pair of immovable stones, whose rest Is permanent. This is the summit of feeling, I do not say, you do not say, we do not say, But rather point out facts about...