Holding On (Philip Levine Poems)
Green fingers holding the hillside, mustard whipping in the sea winds, one blood-bright poppy breathing in and out. The odor ...
Green fingers holding the hillside, mustard whipping in the sea winds, one blood-bright poppy breathing in and out. The odor ...
Dawn coming in over the fields of darkness takes me by surprise and I look up from my solitary road ...
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