For the return of the Issa's Sunday Service, it's the first appearance of a band with as many literary pretensions as one can have: the fabulous The Smiths. This tune's only litrock element is the allusion to the Bard in the title; otherwise, the lyrics are pure unrequited Smith's kinda love.
Enjoy.
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This week's feature poem is from Lilliput Review #73, November 1995.
¶ever catch a glimpse of a stone breathing?
-almost a burden.Scarecrow
humidity--
from beneath a stone
wildflowers
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue
best,
Don
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