The Killing (Edwin Muir Poems)
That was the day they killed the Son of GodOn a squat hill-top by Jerusalem.Zion was bare, her children from ...
That was the day they killed the Son of GodOn a squat hill-top by Jerusalem.Zion was bare, her children from ...
They do not live in the world, Are not in time and space. From birth to death hurled No word ...
The windless northern surge, the sea-gull's scream, And Calvin's kirk crowning the barren brae. I think of Giotto the Tuscan ...
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