A Poet Reflects

I’d like one day someone new to make me supper.
I don’t want to feel marinated or married, but
yes, one flower—wild—worthy of a vase.

—Ellen Doré Watson, closing lines to “What Tess Wants,” from Dogged Hearts: Poems (Tupelo Press, 2010)

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