Not Hemingway; way too short like bird songs
performed for a fish.
Not Gabriel Garcia Marquez; too fanciful,
too much Cuban cigar.
An American in self-exile, writing from his backyard view, considers if atonement is possible, if optimism is realistic. Following years of performing poems, The View form the Ant Hill reflects for his first time in book form, upon the hope that accompanies sharing writing.
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