J a m e s   B r u s h



Driftwood

For days unmentioned
I dreamt the speaking guitar.

Darkness poured forth
the physical radiation
of solemn hours,

the wild air, the last waltz,
the compass of words,

the utter simplicity
of attention.



from Poe’s “The Fall of the House of Usher” in The Essential Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe p.165 (Barnes & Noble, 2004)



















Peter Cole Friedman
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