I think of the children who will never know, intuitively, that a flower is a plant’s way of making love, or what silence sounds like, or that trees breathe out what we breathe in.
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Eric Anderson’s book of poems is The Parable of the Room Spinning. He works part time for the Ohio Department of Natural Resources, where he spends the day looking at archived aerial photographs of the Lake Erie shore, trying to decide who owns what. He lives in Elyria, Ohio.