Liverpool Street (Kendrick Smithyman Poems)
Thought, passing by that night,how poverty was dullwhere charity imposedtoo much on unfree will.The house condemned could rotsure dividends a ...
Thought, passing by that night,how poverty was dullwhere charity imposedtoo much on unfree will.The house condemned could rotsure dividends a ...
Jesus, I dream of Jesus walking bywaters all fire under a clay-coloured sky.(Kendrick Smithyman)
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