Evanescent Hesse

This was my first poem ever accepted for publication. When I lived in New York City, I used to take long walks around Queens and Brooklyn. Miles and miles, like a broke Robert Frost. I was reading Demian, by Hermann Hesse. Dover Thrift.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/58364/evanescent-hesse

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