The Sounds Geese Make While Escaping Ice


The Autumn smells of

burnt wood but only because

of human beings.

About Sean William Lynch
Sean William Lynch is a poet from New Jersey who was born in 1992. Lynch's first book of poems "the city of your mind" was published in 2013 by Whirlwind Press. Frank Sherlock, the poet laureate of Philadelphia, called Lynch's debut poetry book "visionary." CA Conrad claimed that the book was "marvelous!" S.W. Lynch's writing has been featured in numerous publications online and in print, including Milkfist, Poetry Quarterly, and Tincture Journal.

10 Responses to The Sounds Geese Make While Escaping Ice

  1. I never seen a poem whose content is so different from its title. What next, a grin without a cat?

  2. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    I’M NOT THE ONLY GOOSE GANDERER!!!!

  3. NICE TO SEE YOU LIKE GEESE TOO (LIKE ME)!

    • Sean Lynch says:

      Funny thing is, the title wasn’t taken from anything I wrote about geese. I just thought about what would go along with what I wrote about the end of fall, and that’s what came about.

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