A vain venue for solipsistic sophists, verbal voyeurs, lubricious logorrheics, and serial-comma lovers.
Saturday, October 10, 2015
autumnal haiku 2
I wrote this after strolling in the serene and evocative Fayette Park, in downtown Syracuse, with its touching memorials to fallen firefighters. splurging fountain spray firemen's statues, still silent squirrels gathering