In The New Sun (Philip Levine Poems)
Filaments of light slant like windswept rain. The orange seller hawks into the sky, a man with a hat stops ...
Filaments of light slant like windswept rain. The orange seller hawks into the sky, a man with a hat stops ...
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
First light. This misted field is the world, that man slipping the greased bolt back and forth, that man tunneled ...
Brooklyn, 1929. Of course Crane's been drinking and has no idea who this curious Andalusian is, unable even to speak ...
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