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Joseph E. Keysor
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Snowstorm at midnight
In the stillness of the night, when the fire is burning low, and its bright and orange light dwindles to an ashen glow, […]
Re: The Already and Not Yet
Dear editors: Since your recent issue contains a request for letters from your readers, I thought I would like to make some comments on your treatment of the topic *“Already” vs. “Not yet.”* […]
Sonnet xi.
This load of guilt that weighs upon my mind and chills the natural movements of the heart, these cares that burn, and memories that bind, that grip my soul and make me stand apart […]
