there once was a man from Bukovina
who was smitten with the countess Hermina
he wooed her each eve
with a pan and a sieve
and played tunes on an old concertina
--David Kornbluh
A sometimes page for David Moscovich. David Moscovich writes. He publishes. He severs the final hiccups of dyslexistentialism. He interviews writers about their craft. He no longer uses this blog.