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[dadanotmao]

who are we to talk about the end of the world when people are living it every day of their lives? in north korea, in haiti even before the earthquake . . .

appendix a:
(if you will indulge me, i present here a poem i wrote about a prescribed burn i was on four years ago, in college. apologies.)

stillin gray

Comments

[anonymous]

That is a good poem. It reminds me of alot of the Northwest nature poets, contemporaries of Gary Snyder or more William Stafford and folks in that tradition. I sold most of the books by those guys but I still have a few gems. You should borrow one.

also extend the poem if you can.

Dandrew