Archilochus colubris I
King George sits enthroned on high, green over the bounty at his feet. When a hungry belly approaches he rises, chasing it away with a severe scolding. He must protect his goods. King George does not rest, but sits uneasy watchful for he knows there are many who would come to drink of this sweet water. Foolish king. He does not trust my abundance.
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Rachel S. Donahue is a poet and the Chief Creative Officer of Bandersnatch Books, a small press publisher of treasures found off the beaten path for lovers of all that is good, true, and beautiful.
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