Tag: Carolyn Sanford Haar
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Cathleen Sanford Haar
Mycenae 2013, An Epitaph The darkening sky clamps down helmet tight against the mountains. A hissing windsnakes through cracks in the walls made from boulders so heavy that only Cyclopscould have hoisted them into place. It’s our last day in Greece and it’s turned coldon us, sudden as Clytemnestra’s revenge. Rain pocks the graveled ground,…