"I know it’s all/imaginary, my own Rorschach. Instead of ink blots, blue sodalite/marble mined/from the Bolivian Andes, transported by train, boat, truck, then cut" - new poem "At the Mayo Clinic I Stare at a Wall of Blue Sodalite Marble" by Donald Platt https://t.co/oAkcvNVjmA pic.twitter.com/9MzgrCqeLa
— TriQuarterly (@TriQuarterlyMag) January 22, 2018