Private Beach (Jane Kenyon Poems)
It is always the dispossessed-someone driving a huge rusted Dodgethat's burning oil, and must costtwenty-five dollars to fill.Today before seven ...
Jane Kenyon Poems on Fire (2 Poems)
The Argument (Jane Kenyon Poems)
On the way to the village storeI drive through a down-draftfrom the neighbor's chimney.Woodsmoke tumbles from the eavesbacklit by sun, ...