The poet laureate of Hawaii, Don Blanding, describes a fanciful dwelling in his poem “Vagabond’s House.” A lengthy elegy that details the vestiges of his travels and the people he encounters, it is what he dreams his home to be, but in the final stanza, we find that it never materializes into anything other than the words he so eloquently shares: I’ll go. And my house will fall awayWhile the mice by night and the moths by dayWill nibble the…
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