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Brace Yourself: SPRING IS COMING (Sonnet 74)

Tomorrow is March and March means spring. As a Seattlite, I can’t tell you how excited I am for the prospect of having a committed, loving relationship with the sun instead of these fitful affairs I’ve been having with it all winter. Spring has just always seemed like a good time to repair everything, from… Continue reading Brace Yourself: SPRING IS COMING (Sonnet 74)

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A Rondel Lamenting the Slow Demise of the Indie Bookstore

Bookcases, empty and bare, Stand purposeless, as if in error. Where once the walls were lined with books Now barren shelves attract no looks   The dark store, a cavernous lair, A shadowy shell of what was there When we could lose ourselves with care In stories from book-laden nooks, Then fly away.   The… Continue reading A Rondel Lamenting the Slow Demise of the Indie Bookstore