Go… the Summer, Fall, and Winter of Discontent
The summer, the fall, and the winter of discontent, shovel after shovel of snow that turns to...
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Posted by GK Stritch | Feb 12, 2014 | Essays
The summer, the fall, and the winter of discontent, shovel after shovel of snow that turns to...
Read MorePosted by GK Stritch | Feb 5, 2014 | Memoirs, Fiction & Poetry
“There are many mansions in the house of poetry,” i writes Louis “Paterson’s principal poet” ii to...
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The best dream I ever had brought me joy. (My best friend of more than twenty years died. That’s...
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For “electronic laser TV generations that don’t read Dostoyevsky” quoth Allen Ginsberg Fyodor,...
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A gentle creature A slender young woman, fifteen years and nine months With very large eyes An...
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August, 1968, Chicago. It was the Summer of long hair, and long hot nights. Small wonder America...
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White nights Young nights Petersburg romantic lights Ivanhoe and Norman knights Rossini’s la-la...
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Hot chocolate . . . delicious Blustery deep freeze winds Cut through cruel canyons of Manhattan...
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