Late Light (Philip Levine Poems)
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
Early March. The cold beach deserted. My kids home in a bare house, bundled up and listening to rock music ...
When the Lieutenant of the Guardia de Asalto heard the automatic go off, he turned and took the second shot ...
If you were twenty-seven and had done time for beating our ex-wife and had no dreams you remembered in the ...
If the shoe fell from the other foot who would hear? If the door opened onto a pure darkness and ...
The river rises and the rains keep coming. My Papa says it can't flood for the water can run away ...
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