The Star-Apple Kingdom (Derek Walcott Poems)
There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...
There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...
Koening knew now there was no one on the river. Entering its brown mouth choking with lilies and curtained with ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
You can't put in the ground swell of the organ from the Christiansted, St.Croix, Anglican Church behind the paratrooper's voice: ...
There are so many islands! As many islands as the stars at night on that branched tree from which meteors ...
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