Little Sleep’s-Head Sprouting Hair In The Moonlight (Galway Kinnell Poems)
1 You scream, waking from a nightmare. When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you ...
1 You scream, waking from a nightmare. When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you ...
Talking with my beloved in New York I stood at the outdoor public telephone in Mexican sunlight, in my purple ...
Wait, for now. Distrust everything, if you have to. But trust the hours. Haven't they carried you everywhere, up to ...
For I can snore like a bullhorn or play loud music or sit up talking with any reasonably sober Irishman ...
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