Quarries: Poems by John Lane
Davidson, NC: Briarpatch Press, 1984. First Edition. Sewn Wrappers. With hand-corrections by John Lane. "Even as a boy I begged to be drunk/ on immense stretches of emptiness-/ the earth laid open, gutted, then/ stripped of its hard belly of stone./ you could not keep me from the ragged edge,/ the eroding lip, the dry drop defining/ the limits of blast and cutters' craft." (title poem, first stanza, pg. 7)..... More
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