Backstage at The Utah Arts Festival 2015: The glorious spirit of the American streets in Sean Thomas Dougherty’s poetry

Y not you, why can’t I—you in this city at closing hour, this strange going improvised ravine, summer rain among the living.  Y not towards your story, green indecipherable shadows, faces I want would, longing, to cathedral—  Y not two voices that diminuendo, the point at which what is revealed, is what leaves— Sean Thomas … Read more