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Tag: Andrew Blitman

The Eyes

Behind every wall and frame, There are oceans of faces Looking, searching, But never finding. The exploration is thorough, As if they are hunting a thief Who was reckless And […]

"Mamba"

This poem is an excerpt from my book, “Wild Writers: The Animal World’s Greatest Poets”. It’s time to samba, To dance with a black mamba. We’re done; I bit you. […]