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Silverkin

  • The grotesque discovery!

    It was melancholy medley of death in the bathroom. - The faint buzzing of lights, the hiss of leaking toilets and the patter of the dripping blood. A decapitated body ...

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    2 min read


The idea that a poem was a made thing stayed with me, and I decided then that I wanted to be an artist, not just a diarist. So I put myself through a kind of apprenticeship in writing poetry, and I understood even then that my practice as a poet was deeply related to my reading.
— Edward Hirsch