tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9114296535991192117.post4122626224370897091..comments2024-02-05T16:39:59.310+08:00Comments on The Tao That Can Be Named...: A Tess Taylor PoemRob Schacknehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03472139702551957034noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9114296535991192117.post-27255158594722631422016-01-25T22:47:04.651+08:002016-01-25T22:47:04.651+08:00The poet says: “A few years back I had the chance ...The poet says: “A few years back I had the chance to move out of Brooklyn and live in Amy Clampitt’s former home in the Berkshires for a full year. We moved in January, and the snow and the freeze were thick. One of the great surprises of getting to live in a rural area and watch its minute changes was the sheer noisy force of spring. The intense cracking and water noises during the first thaws, Rob Schacknehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03472139702551957034noreply@blogger.com