feathers far be they
herons talking talking
diminishing ground
eunuch
the beat me
where ground go weary
heretofore
oversensitive
gestures hectare
get me tourniquets
paper towels
nail filings
hip ships
feathers far be they
herons talking talking
diminishing ground
eunuch
the beat me
where ground go weary
heretofore
oversensitive
gestures hectare
get me tourniquets
paper towels
nail filings
hip ships
I left a message on your Blogger page, but it seems as though you may have abandoned it for this one. I’ve been reading your poetry and think it’s wonderful. We are starting a new literary magazine out of New York and would love for you to submit a few pieces to be included in the first issue. I particularly loved “The Guy in the Conductor’s Hat” but the poems on this site are also outstanding.
http://and-or.web.officelive.com/default.aspx
Let us know if you are interested.
Warmest regards,
Mike
Thanks for reading! I haven’t submitted anything in years now. I’m happy to send you that piece!
Best,
Dawn