Monday, March 16, 2026

THE DEVIL YOU KNOW By Gregg Norman


There was a time

when I conversed often

with devils

whose names I knew

well enough;

Jose and Jack,

Jim B and Johnnie,

friends and enemies both,

always within reach.

I miss them

sometimes

but we haven’t spoken

in years.





Gregg Norman is a Canadian poet living and writing in a lakeside cottage with his wife and a small dog who runs the place. His work has been placed with many international poetry journals and literary magazines. He has been nominated for Best of the Net and The Pushcart Prize.


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