The Country of Déjà Vu My old poems—I liked them all well enough when they were new. They came through the air, I wrote them down, and sent them on, as also I fed the birds who stopped here to...
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and concerned about my family, my neighbors, and the land that is daily under my feet." Within the space of a few paragraphs, he has set about the work of upending shortsighted activists of various...
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