of lake michigan Transl. Eva Bourke the whole night the storm raged around the white clapboard house held together by no more than the thin lamplight of its rooms. the autumnal crowns of the trees next morning like shattered church windows. the abandoned amusement park with the maritime snakes of its rollercoasters: in good summers … Continue reading Two Poems
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