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The natural world of York native Steve Ausherman’s ‘Creek Bed Blue,’ a chapbook of poems

“Pull me down into the stout mud of buried crayfish and broken clay pots” (p. 20), into the world recreated in the poetry of Steve Ausherman. And hurry, because this place is disappearing. The aim of Ausherman’s chapbook, “Creek Bed … Continue reading

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