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Alas for the Egg That Is Greece

Elizabeth Boleman-Herring | Posted 03.06.2012 | Arts
Elizabeth Boleman-Herring

My own poem, below, is not Meeropol, is not Strayhorn, is not Ritsos. It is me, just me, reacting to the stone that has hit one tiny Greek-egg-of-the-diaspora this fall and winter.