The Prisoners (Robert Hayden Poem)
Steel doors - guillotine gates - of the doorless house closed massively. We were locked in with loss. Guards frisked ...
Steel doors - guillotine gates - of the doorless house closed massively. We were locked in with loss. Guards frisked ...
When it is finally ours, this freedom, this liberty, this beautiful and terrible thing, needful to man as air, usable ...
No longer throne of a goddess to whom we pray, no longer the bubble house of childhood's tumbling Mother Goose ...
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
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