Where vaguely or precisely was Faulkner’s bear?
Or where is it? Is it – was it – a real place?
An actual bear in an imagined land
or, other way around, a phantom bear
in what was forest then, now subdivision,
or something grand once, once upon a time?
Earth Tourist
recently posted poems by alan reynolds
Your last two poems made me think of happy things. I like wisteria and especially the French word “glycine.” And The Bear of Faulkner’s stories and his books. God help us if certain people win our election! So sad the situation. Have a good fall. s lee
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Sounds just as good or better in French. We need to think of happy things hard as that is in these times of danger in these elections.