Douglas Hall
Douglas Hall writes from Vermont that “the endless winter is a wicked one — lots of snow and 20 below zero nights.”
— From February 1976
Poetry
Selected Poems
It slips through us / a parade of delicate / dead women that carry / the sun in the August sky
— from “End of Summer”
February 1976
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