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Leaves Of Crabgrass

April 15, 2022Charles B. Snoad

Walt Whitman told
His old self-publisher:

“Fiction grows
On trees—

Poetry’s for
The words.”

Walt Whitman wrote
In future tense:

“O Charlie!
My Chaplin!

A silent picture’s
Worth a thousand blurbs.”

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