poems by Thomas D
Thank you for this glimpse, Thomas! After looking up "Tabor light" (uneducated protestant, here), I love this poem's hint of glory.
Thank you, Elena Lee, for your kind words -- but surely the adjective of your parenthetical self-description is a mite exaggerated? Let us simply say of ourselves that we are both always learning!
Hearing Stafford's tone of voice, catching his peculiar song, like a murmur solitary, far removed from mob and throng --- but th...