David Romanda
The old poet goes
up into the mountains.
Stays in a little cabin.
There he takes his walks,
eats canned food,
and sleeps like he’s dead.
Writes poems about his childhood.
The old poet goes
up into the mountains.
Stays in a little cabin.
There he takes his walks,
eats canned food,
and sleeps like he’s dead.
Writes poems about his childhood.
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