Passing Through (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
Nobody in the widow's household ever celebrated anniversaries. In the secrecy of my room I would not admit I cared ...
Nobody in the widow's household ever celebrated anniversaries. In the secrecy of my room I would not admit I cared ...
I touch you in the night, whose gift was you, My careless sprawler, And I touch you cold, unstirring, star-bemused, ...
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