New Poem Out
This annual journal was waiting at my house when we got home from Savannah. It contains a poem I wrote at the request of the editor, Gert Coleman. (I wouldn’t have centered the poem, but that was their choice.)
This annual journal was waiting at my house when we got home from Savannah. It contains a poem I wrote at the request of the editor, Gert Coleman. (I wouldn’t have centered the poem, but that was their choice.)
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