I too was taken aback at the virulence of Mr. Holt's latest attack. His membership in the Gazebo has now been cancelled, though not merely as a result of the latest attacks.
I was glad to see these poems of Sam's posted there as well as here, and will repeat my comment from the Gaz:
Sam Gwynn's way with a tribute to an old friend is unique and archetypally American in its approach to friendship: warm, casual, dramatic, teasing, and full of seemingly random memories. The impact is enormous as well.
[Though it is irrelevant to David's subject matter here, Sam's poem "Untitled" encompasses fantasy and
homily, the humble and the universal, apparently with
effortless ease.] He is one of the contemporary masters.
Terese
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