Retreating Wind (Louise Gluck Poem)
When I made you, I loved you. Now I pity you. I gave you all you needed: bed of earth, ...
When I made you, I loved you. Now I pity you. I gave you all you needed: bed of earth, ...
In the empty field, in the morning, the body waits to be claimed. The spirit sits beside it, on a ...
A man and a woman lie on a white bed. It is morning. I think Soon they will waken. On ...
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