A Poem for NaPoMo
Many of my friends are poets. On this last day of National Poetry Month, I offer a reading of a friend’s poem. I hope you enjoy “The Catch-All” by John Palen. You can find the text at Heron Tree.
Many of my friends are poets. On this last day of National Poetry Month, I offer a reading of a friend’s poem. I hope you enjoy “The Catch-All” by John Palen. You can find the text at Heron Tree.
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