The Country Of Marriage (Wendell Berry Poem)
I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and ...
I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and ...
Though the air is full of singing my head is loud with the labor of words. Though the season is ...
The year begins with war. Our bombs fall day and night, Hour after hour, by death Abroad appeasing wrath, Folly, ...
The ewes crowd to the mangers; Their bellies widen, sag; Their udders tighten. Soon The little voices cry In morning ...
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