Street Scene LeGarde S. Doughty IT WAS NOT yet time for the pox of political placards to break out all over the proud, scarred, wizened face of the old county. But it would come soon. There were...
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COWARDS TO THE LEFT By LE GARDE S. DOUGHTY IF IT is up to me to define poetry, I pass. Everyone else has failed; so I need not sprinkle this paper with tears over my own ineptness. Poetry can be...
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