Late Light (Philip Levine Poems)
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
If you were twenty-seven and had done time for beating our ex-wife and had no dreams you remembered in the ...
Along the strand stones, busted shells, wood scraps, bottle tops, dimpled and stainless beer cans. Something began here a century ...
All afternoon my father drove the country roads between Detroit and Lansing. What he was looking for I never learned, ...
Shake out my pockets! Harken to the call Of that calm voice that makes no sound at all! Take of ...
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