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I began as a young poet, standing on the roof looking at the moon and stars, smelling and listening to the swamp out back, dreaming the world jim harrison

they say the last track you leave, as a mammal, is your skull jim harrison

everybody has a gun in their car in Detroit Jim Harrison

As for the Nobel Prize and wisdom, I don’t think about it. Those are abstractions created by people I don’t know Jim Harrison

Quelqu’un a dit, je crois que c’est un poète russe, que nous n’étions sur cette terre que les ombres de notre imagination. J’aimais à contempler cette idée que nous étions tous les trois en train de folâtrer, comme les hirondelles … Lire la suite →