The Drought (Edwin Ford Piper Poems)
The light of noon comes reddened from a skyA-blur with dust; the irritable windBurns on your cheek, and leans against ...
The light of noon comes reddened from a skyA-blur with dust; the irritable windBurns on your cheek, and leans against ...
WHITE stars above, red stars beneath,And o'er the bay the brooding hills:No murmur, save a quiet breathThat faintly through the ...
A goddess, with a siren's grace,-- A sun-haired girl on a craggy place Above a bay where fish-boats lay Drifting ...
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