I recently read
The Auroras by the poet David St. John. He writes about ghosts and razors and dulcimers and rain. He writes about Haight-Ashbury and Pere Lachaise and the Mojave. He uses words that satisfy my mind. He explores sentiments that I too have felt. A poet that can make you feel that his poems are your own is one for the ages.
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