Poetry by Robert Fernandez
c when I enter a / room I forget it’s / a room…
c when I enter a / room I forget it’s / a room…
The noises coming from the kitchen were unique / like the toenails of our Australian Shepherd / on our hardwood floors.
An Excerpt from To Feel Things and Their Names
Exile
A Habit | and other poems
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as genuinely interested in the pursuit of wisdom as she is resigned to the belief that she will never achieve it. . .
I think anyone who is a lover of close reading any kind of text would find translation the greatest method for close reading and the pleasures you can get from it.
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