Only Shards Hanging (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The weight of our own sin only shards hanging after the stones have been thrown in our glass houses how ...
The weight of our own sin only shards hanging after the stones have been thrown in our glass houses how ...
When the glass falls our hypocrisy exposed when our sin is revealed naked in glass houses our stain bright red ...
Standing in judgment condemning others when they stand in glass houses shards all around Throwing stones in glass houses letting ...
Were I not a patriot, which of course I am, I would explain just how the term remains a sticking ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
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