My poem "Wet Leaves Glistening In The Night" is about getting up in the middle of a night during a storm and looking out the window to see a mess of wet leaves laying on the ground and leaves flying around in the wind....
They certainly do… And they can be slick, too. My twin brother, your ago coming home from some friendly libations, came upon a spot of wet leaves and spun backward into a tree. You might say that the tree got him down. ;-)
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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