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Glenn Ward Dresbach


A Lonely Field

Lonely field soon gets in trouble. Vines along a fence will double Their weight to cover it. Out of corners will drift the thistle And up from the dark will grope The brier and burr; where good crops were, The hazel and thorn will bristle And [...]

The Sanctuary

Invisible boundaries of a dream's unrest Establish the sanctuary of the mind Where hunters blunder but may never find Upon the stream the nine white swans abreast. Intruders there, reluctant to attest That they have sensed the flash of light beh [...]