Lobster (Anne Sexton Poems)
A shoe with legs, a stone dropped from heaven, he does his mournful work alone, he is the old prospector ...
A shoe with legs, a stone dropped from heaven, he does his mournful work alone, he is the old prospector ...
He was an old prospector with a vision bleared and dim. He asked me for a grubstake, and the same ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
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