Luna (Julie Hill Alger Poems)
I walk home at August moonrisepast a bright window.Inside the rooman old woman sees the full moonand turns off the ...
I walk home at August moonrisepast a bright window.Inside the rooman old woman sees the full moonand turns off the ...
January 23, 1991The new war is a week old.Bombs fall on Baghdad,missiles on Tel Aviv.The voice on the radio saysthe ...
All the babies born that Tuesday,full of grace, went home by Thursdayexcept for one, my tiny girlwho rushed toward light ...
They call it stroke. Two we loved were stunned by that same blow of cudgel or axe to the brow. ...
At least I've learned this much: Life doesn't have to be all poetry and roses. Life can be bus rides, ...
When the molten earth seethed in its whirling cauldron nobody watched the pot from a tall wooden stool set out ...
In the red-roofed stucco house of my childhood, the dining room was screened off by folding doors with small glass ...
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