[Bill Carpenter]

In the "On Smarm" thread, William B. advised that he had little interest in publishing his poetry and that his son may or may not publish his literary remains after his death. Thinking that many of us may not be around for that unhappy day, hopefully decades from now, and in any case may not be willing to gamble on his son's desire or ability undertake such a project, I posted this link to a substantial collection I discovered hidden behind an unfindable name. Having grown accustomed to the author's modest demeanor on the Sphere, I was a little shocked by the discovery. Maybe you won't be. The poems will speak for themselves. Their assurance, elegance, and richness will speak for themselves. Bill

http://plorfinglame.blogspot.com/