There is a place that is deeply special to me. A place intimately entwined with the most important relationship in my life. I'll keep it anonymous out of of some sense of propriety towards that which I hold most dear. But on the walls of this place framed, is a poem from a newspaper by a local author that appears to be long out of print. Simply posting here to help keep some record of his words that still ring true over a hundred years later. I can only find reference to a two volume collection that this early Washington State resident, poet and newsman published as the "Songs of the Sea." Some digging shows the author Charley L. Gant was known as the "Songbird of the San Juan Archipelago", which I cant help finding delightful. Bio: https://www.anacorteswa.gov/468/Charley-Gant Sand Songs The Vampire and the Poet By Charley L. Gant You grasp and greed for a million Strong, I want no wealth but sing my song. And live and love my fellowmen As though no gold had ev...
