The Refinery (Robert Pinsky Poems)
'. . . our language, forged in the dark bycenturies of violentpressure, underground,out of the stuff of dead life.'Thirsty and ...
'. . . our language, forged in the dark bycenturies of violentpressure, underground,out of the stuff of dead life.'Thirsty and ...
Ink-black, but moving independentlyacross the black and white parquet of print,the ant cancels the author out. The page,translated to itself, ...
Though Already Perhaps However. On one level, Among other things, With And with. In a similar vein To be sure: ...
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