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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: ELISE PASCHEN

AFTER THE SQUALL By Elise Paschen In need of air, she unhinged every window, revolving ones downstairs, upstairs skylights, mid-floor French doors, swept into the house the salt-brine, the cricket chirp, the osprey whistle, the sea-current, sound of the Sound, … Continue reading

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