” In the waters of our language he owns his own sea”, Four Prose Poems by Gerald Fleming
Fisherman “I’m an amateur,” he said. “I write, rewrite, then night comes ’round, I stand, turn on the light, ...
Fisherman “I’m an amateur,” he said. “I write, rewrite, then night comes ’round, I stand, turn on the light, ...
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