At the End of the Era, Ralph Earle

Craig Goodworth, Root Masses, 2010     At the End of the Era   We are born here fortunate in a light that perishes. We navigate our dreams, the ravine fills with fog, the path crosses a granite face. My feet fumble for ledges, fingers dig at cracks. Men of my generation assemble in a […]

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