Gayle Brandeis
A poignant poem written by author Gayle Brandeis
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“The plum you are going to eat next summer is growing just for you.”
Wild Geese
Four Friends Catch Up Over Pasta
From Blossoms
Under Twenty
Summer Poem
Let the Day Go
Vespers (End of August)
August Day
Notes on Witches
Green Apples
Ross Gay
What the Living Do
