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Poet’s Paradise

"Clayton, look at this moth” shouts the poet Sharon Olds, calling to me across the green lawn in front of…

Gather 'Round

The cowboy rides in from the West,mulling stanzas, lines and words.Winter delivers a fleeting restfrom the fences, trenches and herds.…
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