July (Nancy Byrd Turner Poems)
The July house was an old, old house, With an old, old man inside, Who told them stories of other days, Stories of ...
The July house was an old, old house, With an old, old man inside, Who told them stories of other days, Stories of ...
The sumac's flaming scarlet on the edges o' the lake, An' the pear trees are invitin' everyone t' come an' ...
Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for "mammoth." Here, above, cracks in the buldings are filled with battered moonlight. The whole shadow of ...
1 When the world turns completely upside down You say we'll emigrate to the Eastern Shore Aboard a river-boat from ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't ...
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