Poems by Richard Epstein. Not much commentary, only one picture (sorry, Alice), and little disruption: just a place to find poems by Richard Epstein
Monday, July 31, 2006
This, from Epigrams, appeared in Lyric.
Although they only gum the piers, when they have gummed sufficient years, the waves will melt the wood away. The shore was once out in the bay. Remember when you loved me more than we had time or language for?