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. (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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