A. R. Ammons Design by A. R. Ammons poembay February 1, 2024 The drop seeps wholefrom boulder-lichenor ledge moss and drops, joining, to trickle,run, fall, dash,sprawl in held deeps, to rush shallows, spillthin through heights,but then, edging, to eddy aside, nothingof all but nothing’scurl of motion spent. Share this poem! Continue Reading Previous Previous post: Poetics by A. R. AmmonsNext Next post: Rogue Elephant by A. R. Ammons Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. More Poetry Rivulose by A. R. Ammons February 1, 2024 In Memoriam Mae Noblitt by A. R. Ammons February 1, 2024