Sam Hamill: After Morning Rain
It is September, the end of summer.
My backyard maples turning orange
and red and gold.
September 28, 2019 · 1 Comment
Sam Hamill: On the Anniversary of Her Death
Awakened from a restless, wine-inspired sleep, I wake in the night to find Yuan Chen’s elegy and read, “Even if I had wings, the net of grief would snare me.” … Continue reading
September 16, 2014 · Leave a comment
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