Moving from Side to Side on a Hook of Wanting, A Poem by Chris Russell

My writing desk is made from unfinished maple. It has a couple of coats of clear stain on it. This is more to protect it than to make it look any different than it does naturally. I’ve written many poems at this desk. I suppose it’s a place to commune with the things I value … Continue reading Moving from Side to Side on a Hook of Wanting, A Poem by Chris Russell