The Highmoor Poet
Alistair Blackwood was twenty-eight years old when he lost his eyesight. He lost it not to disease or accident but to poetry — to the kind of poetry that demands a price, that requires the poet to pay in flesh for every line that costs a reader's breath. He had always been a good poet. "Lord Blackwood writes like a man drowning in velvet," the reviewers said, and the praise had been so...
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