The Driver (Edwin Ford Piper Poems)
"I - At The Post-Office It was a gray, midwinter afternoon.A noisy wind pursued the fine hard flakesOf blinding snow, ...
"I - At The Post-Office It was a gray, midwinter afternoon.A noisy wind pursued the fine hard flakesOf blinding snow, ...
"This is her diary. Come with me to viewThe canyon; think you see it as of oldWhen Martha lived, and ...
"I - At Her Dugout Because it's cut in the canyon bank, you looked For a rabbit hole with a ...
"Bill Dwiggins had been Billy thirty years,A boyish name which piqued his clever wife,As if her man were ticketed light-weightOut ...
"The August sun had still two hours of sky When the white flag a-flutter from the house Signalled him in ...
"Once more 'twas spring! The meadow-lark gave noteAbout his grassy nest, and builders hummed Old songs while sod on sod ...
"September afternoon. The farmers' teams In Belford all along the straggling street Stamped drowsily at flies. The rough board walk ...
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