Drifting on the Flood
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When the world ended in 2020, we wondered if we would recover. Yet the words still pile up, day after day, and eventually the natural processes of a poet produce poetry.The three little books collected here saw the author move twice and lose both parents -- the next set can't help but be more joyful.These poems, however, document a dark time.
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When the world ended in 2020, we wondered if we would recover. Yet the words still pile up, day after day, and eventually the natural processes of a poet produce poetry.The three little books collected here saw the author move twice and lose both parents -- the next set can't help but be more joyful.These poems, however, document a dark time.
When the world ended in 2020, we wondered if we would recover. Yet the words still pile up, day after day, and eventually the natural processes of a poet produce poetry.The three little books collected here saw the author move twice and lose both parents -- the next set can't help but be more joyful.These poems, however, document a dark time.