Villanelle at Sundown (Donald Justice Poems)
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow. The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened. Why this ...
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow. The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened. Why this ...
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow. The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened. Why this ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
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