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#408: Still Another Erasure Poem on April 4, 2022

What do you want to find? No city. No door. No place. And a stone? A leaf? A door? My father’s eyes desire stoneand angel. Hill-haunted, the golden cities sicken in his eye, the opulent dark,sick with the million books. What do you want to find? I believe in harbors. There is no happy land.Continue reading “#408: Still Another Erasure Poem on April 4, 2022”