The Wilderness (Kathleen Raine Poems)
I came too late to the hills: they were swept bare Winters before I was born of song and story, ...
I came too late to the hills: they were swept bare Winters before I was born of song and story, ...
Wanting to know all I overlooked each particle Containing the whole Unknowable. Intent on one great love, perfect, Requited and ...
Earth no longer hymns the Creator, the seven days of wonder, the Garden is over - all the stories are ...
A Gaelic bard they praise who in fourteen adjectives Named the one indivisible soul of his glen; For what are ...
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