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Frost and Form

Posted on October 19, 2021 by Dave Fisher

You know, I’ve often said that every poem solves something for me in life. I go so far as to say that every poem is a momentary stay against the confusion of the world. But, of course, any psychiatrist will … Continue reading →

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