In Memory of David Archer (LIV) (George Barker Poems)
The words are always asstrange and dead as thosefragments and oddments thatthe wave casts up on the shore:I stand in ...
The words are always asstrange and dead as thosefragments and oddments thatthe wave casts up on the shore:I stand in ...
1Meandering abroad in the Lincolnshire meadows dayDay and day a month perhaps, lying at night lonely,The early September evening administering ...
Grandfather, Grandfather,what do pandas say?Grandfather, Grandfather,as among the rocks they rolland rather sadly playa game that seemsto do with dreamsof ...
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