This report from Athens under the Greek junta 42 years ago turned up in a batch of old letters and postcards that a friend found the other day in a forgotten file. "How I come to have it," he writes, "is a mystery."
Well, mystery solved: He and I were doing VDRSVP at the time, and we had published several other Sinclair Beiles pieces in it. We must've put this one away for future use. So here 'tiz, nearly half a century later.
Sinclair is a cherished memory....read the typescript poem here
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