At the end of “Fern Hill” Dylan Thomas writes that as he aged he woke “to the farm forever fled from the childless land. Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying though I sang in my chains like the sea.” I’m a poet at heart forever young I guess, and wrote a chapbook that is attached here.  I’ve done graduate work in poetry many years ago. I’m always willing to look at the work of other writers gratis. (FYI: 2014 was the 100th anniversary of the birth of Dylan Thomas)

Emanations poetry chapbook PDF below. Self-published in 2000

Academy of American Poets and poems for reading.

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