Friday, April 6, 2012

A Used Book Comments

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When I open its pages my dog stirs
from his repose on the couch beside me
to sniff at the spine and trim. His gray ears
lift to listen, and I hear what he hears:
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Gary Whitehead
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Gary Whitehead

Gary Whitehead

Pawtucket Rhode Island
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