Jeff Harrison

I've waved away flies, why not you? Away, hounds; you're not greater than your Actaeon, and wasn't your Actaeon waved away? From the fountain's side I was waved away, though who waves away a hart?

Struck down
Struck down at the fountain's side I have no one you must look after me hounds I who looked after you from wolves and other harts defend me.

Jeff Harrison has publications from Writers Forum, Persistencia Press, and Furniture Press. He has e-books from BlazeVOX and Argotist Ebooks. His poetry has appeared in An Introduction to the Prose Poem (Firewheel Editions), three Meritage Press hay(na)ku anthologies, Sentence: a Journal of Prose Poetics, Moria, Calibanonline, unarmed, Big Bridge, and elsewhere.
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