Poetry
In the Still Cave of the Witch Poesy

Geoffrey Cruickshank-Hagenbuckle’s new book of poems is Close to the Art of Those Fearless at Sea, available from BlazeVox.org. He is the publisher of D Press books and the editor of Dear Bear.
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Geoffrey Cruickshank-HagenbuckleGeoffrey Cruickshank-Hagenbuckle is an American poet and art critic. He lives in Paris and New York City.
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