Wartime Sunday

Tinder for poets

On a fall day in New York City I left a poem in Central Park . . . poem is on bench under orange sign  Women and Horses by Maxine Kumin   “After Auschwitz, to write a poem is barbaric.” -Theodor Adorno   After Auschwitz:  after ten of my father’s kin— the ones who stayed—starved, […]

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