Gail Mazur

There’s a conspiracy /

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There’s a conspiracy / to protect the young, so they’ll be fearless, / it’s why you travel – it’s a way of trying / to let go, of lying. You don’t sit / in a stiff chair and worry, you keep moving. / Postcards from the Alamo, the Alhambra. / … / You, fainting at … Read more

Late February, and the

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Late February, and the air’s so balmy snowdrops and crocuses might be fooled into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzard will come, blighting our harbingers of spring, and the numbed yards will go back undercover. In Florida, it’s strawberry season- shortcake, waffles, berries and cream will be penciled on the coffeeshop menus. Gail Mazur