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I walk through woods to the shore of an island off the coast of Maine. Poems are in my head and in the notebook I carry. You would think, to see me, that I am walking alone, but I feel that poets are with me. They listen, encourage, and respond...
by Arna Bontemps Arna Bontemps at the East Winston Branch, Winston-Salem Public Library, in 1956. Photo: East Winston Branch Archive, Forsyth County Library.In the eighteenth century, I have been told, there was a popular saying to the effect that nobody would ever have fallen in love if he had not...