a poet’s notebook
Established 02004
august 21 you write that you are ill feverish in some narrow foreign bed tangled in dim damp sheets sun steaming through a dingy window and I hope that you are not entangled so alone what cannot be held must be freely given
august 21
you write that you are ill feverish
in some narrow foreign bed tangled
in dim damp sheets sun steaming
through a dingy window and I hope
that you are not entangled so alone
what cannot be held must be freely given
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