Victory (Adrienne Rich Poems)
Something spreading underground won't speak to us under skin won't declare itself not all life-forms want dialogue with the machine-gods ...
Something spreading underground won't speak to us under skin won't declare itself not all life-forms want dialogue with the machine-gods ...
Good-by to you whom I shall see tomorrow, Next year and when I'm fifty; still good-by. This is the leave ...
The autumn feels slowed down, summer still holds on here, even the light seems to last longer than it should ...
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