This intense account of a lonely winter journey owes much to Milton and German Romanticism From The Wanderer The land I came thro’ last was dumb with night, a limbo of defeated glory, a ghost: for ...
What if God were these days a down-at-heel wanderer whose eternal presence flickered through city streets? Flâneur Something of the faded dandy hangs about God’s moth-eaten evening coat, his worn-out ...
they’d looked back. If only they’d let me know I’m real. Theodore Deppe is the author of seven collections of poems, including The Wanderer King (Alice James), Orpheus on the Red Line (Tupelo), ...
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