Koening Of The River (Derek Walcott Poems)
Koening knew now there was no one on the river. Entering its brown mouth choking with lilies and curtained with ...
Koening knew now there was no one on the river. Entering its brown mouth choking with lilies and curtained with ...
A wind is ruffling the tawny pelt Of Africa, Kikuyu, quick as flies, Batten upon the bloodstreams of the veldt. ...
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