Glaucus
March 20, 2018We can’t say what Glaucus knew From watching storms crush and reshape The surge, what voices he’d heard When the tide swelled onto the beach,
We can’t say what Glaucus knew From watching storms crush and reshape The surge, what voices he’d heard When the tide swelled onto the beach,
Dear Readers, This journal completes Levi Peterson’s twenty-volume editorship of Dialogue. I have had the privilege of chairing the board in both his first and last years and welcome this chance to say thank […]
The tree pronounced dead last fall dresses the sky in a green cloud as it answers a subterranean call. The struggling sun parts the shroud