A retirement poem? Or for Americans more generally? After Dickinson wrote two thousand poems and that didn’t quite work – Though, yes, it worked spectacularly for readers born after she died – After she had baked so many loaves… Read More ›
Month: August 2018
You call this a poem?
Or what one learns if one rents a car and it gets a flat tire? It wasn’t just a thought of A’s graying CEO, The bright idea of some young bugle boys at company B – There was… Read More ›