Kerouac Lives - 111 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Kerouac Lives - 111
Rating: ★5.0
We sang into
The depths of night
When dreams surfaced
Nightmares had died
All life was born
Sunday, November 26, 2023
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8/29/2026 5:13:28 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Amazing, Richard. This belongs in The Book of Dreams.
That kind of huge compliment further motivates me to continue with this series regardless of the fact that PH has been deactivating some of those poems. I will continue no matter what. Thanks so much for making my day, my friend!