Robert CJ Graves is not a stranger to you. You have read his poem No Swimming here and you’ve hopefully read his work in other places as well because his poetry has been widely published. This intriguing poem speaks of dream and detail, as well it might. In Robert’s words: “This poem is a sort of conflation of a vision in a dentist’s chair some 24 years ago with the sounds I hear when my wife and I walk our dog in the park behind our house. It doesn’t do justice to the hallucinatory dream I had (Carlos Castaneda would not approve). However, it does express some of the mysteries and mundane realities that make life in the flesh what it is.”

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