Wind does one thing with clouds, another with leaves;the clouds go, go, go; the leaves
In 1979, when I was for two years an instructor at the University of New Hampshire, I had a student—a bright, anxious, but always attentive student—named Charles Fortunesky. He was taller than most of the others, and seemed to enjoy a comic...
Pinned in to the scratchy scarfand curtain-gown, she tries seeing herselffrom a long distance-beyond her parents’
