…love grown dutiful is love grown old a withered cupid faltering at the bow…
Collected Poems of Lenore Kandel...the world was trying to change its old face and show its underbelly of earth and roots.
Difficult LovesStars are the souls of old sailors. They plot the skies and guide the wayward home.
The Dawning of PowerThe inside of the old Camaro smelled like asphalt and desire, gasoline and dreams.
The Dream ThievesYou are an old pig!'one of them said to the other. 'And that is worse than being a young one.
Fathers and Sons