Time out for poetry an’ shit.34THPARALLEL MAGAZINESep 29, 2020∙ PaidShareThis is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight...”“Yeah, sure. Whatever,” said DRUID.BACK TO THE GARDEN BY WILLIAM VERDIGRIS 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 28This post is for paid subscribersSubscribeAlready a paid subscriber? Sign inPreviousNext
