The World of B.Z. Niditch
Thursday, June 26, 2014
ON MIAMI BEACH
When I was a teenager
grandmothers would
ask me in their chairs
facing the ocean
to translate their letters
being a language major
my horizon enlarged
its curiosity
and I wrote a new wave
novel.
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