I found this (green and dying) on Google while I was trying to find out more about the naturalist that walked out into the snow. I think his last name was Green, but I couldn't find anything. In Junior High and High School I would sneak off to the Public Library from time to time and listen to the old LP recordings of writers reading their own work. I knew what Bill Faulkner and Elliot and Plath and Ginsberg sounded like long before you folks did. There is no one else in the entire world that can do this justice
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