Imagine The South (George Woodcock Poems)
Imagine the South from which these migrants fled,Dark-eyed, pursued by arrows, crowned with blood,Imagine the stiff stone houses and the ...
Imagine the South from which these migrants fled,Dark-eyed, pursued by arrows, crowned with blood,Imagine the stiff stone houses and the ...
White is the evening nature of my thoughtWhen neutral time that drains the night of greenFlows through the dusk in ...
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