Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion (Navarre Scott Momaday Poems)
I ponder how He died, despairing once.I've heard the cry subside in vacant skies,In clearings where no other was. Despair,Which, ...
I ponder how He died, despairing once.I've heard the cry subside in vacant skies,In clearings where no other was. Despair,Which, ...
Leaping, leaping, leaping, down line by line, growling at the cadavers, filling the holy jugs with their piss, falling into ...
In Rotterdam I'm going to speak about the state of poetry on a panel with a Pole and a Turk. ...
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