I climbed very high, to eat from the tree. And at the tallest branch, I looked down to see, that I had climbed so high there was no one else. Only me, only me!
So begins a stanza from the highly anticipated collection of new poems, Play While The Grass Is Blue.
Raw, deep and profound - these poems bleed unflinching truths from the typewriter of critically acclaimed poet Jack Norton.
So begins a stanza from the highly anticipated collection of new poems, Play While The Grass Is Blue.
Raw, deep and profound - these poems bleed unflinching truths from the typewriter of critically acclaimed poet Jack Norton.
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