NEW POETRY
Ash and Maples by Joshua Alan Sturgill
Max Reinhardt’s Latest: There is cold horror upon the heart of Œdipus; he hopes for a moment that there is some mistake. He hopes only for a moment; from the thronging, surging crowd an old man is pushed forward, the herdsman who had exposed him at the bidding of his father and mother; and, as with fire and thunder from heaven. Œdipus and Jocasta are smitten from our sight.
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