Poetry of Robert Fisher
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Poems 2007
Our Friend I Bore My Arms Into The Earth The Maize Is Tall And Tasseled Little Dish Of Salt
Our Bird Song You Are My Alexandria The Bookcase I Hold My Arms In An Arc
Without God Sadness In The Trout Only The Hull Petya's Head Is Still