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“. . . and I doze here, dreaming that something lies under a suburban lawn, waiting to change my life . . .”
Henry Taylor’s poem “The Muse Once More” continues: “…to draw me away from what I chose too long ago to forsake it now on some journey out of legend, to smuggle across the world’s best-guarded borders this token, whatever it … Continue reading →
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