There were berries and cherries as thick as might be seen
My poem "Cherries in Winter" is now online at Goblin Fruit. It's possibly one of the few nonfantastic pieces I have ever written, maybe. Read the rest—the green children, the kitsune, the cryptozoologist and the explorer, the seal-woman, the choke-damp. It's like an illuminated manuscript every quarter-year.

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Not at all. I'm very glad you liked the poem. Pleased to meet you!
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Of course. Hello!
I love "Green Beans," by the way.