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Rowan Ricardo Phillips

We have entered each other’s atmosphere
In isolation, the way a bee knows
The deep shadows in the folds of a flower
But doesn’t know what a bouquet is,

— Rowan Ricardo Phillips, from “Little Songs,” Paris Review (no. 218, Fall 2016)

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