Patrick T Reardon

St. Scrooge

If I call you a “scrooge,” that’s not a good thing. We all know that a scrooge is a miser, a misanthrope, a bitter wasted soul. “Bah, humbug!” It’s a [...]

By |2015-01-23T07:37:14+00:00January 23rd, 2015|

Five mythic poems

  FIVE MYTHIC POEMS   Dullahan Up Lake Shore Drive, I ride on my charger, black as a deep cave. You don’t see me, commuter, too dull with science. Onto [...]

By |2014-12-01T07:13:08+00:00December 1st, 2014|
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