St. Helena by Sol Stein IN THE beginning God, in seven days The earth and such Then nothing. A giant wombed In the South Atlantic…
Germany by Sol Stein I AM a non-believer in surgery's Quick medicine. The sewed-together wound, the stitch In time, the surface scar, is something…
Boredom by Sol Stein Mine enemy comes with the frequency of death. The eye in unexpected quarters catches Silent hushes, akimbo-armed, standing stock And…
