THE WORD YOU SIT BESIDE – Five poems by Helen Wickes
COUNTRY MUSIC The mountain meadow spawns a crop of small brains, white, spherical mushrooms with a marbled cortex, ...
COUNTRY MUSIC The mountain meadow spawns a crop of small brains, white, spherical mushrooms with a marbled cortex, ...
2 My father was gone. I was too young to understand why, and nobody was able to explain it to ...
English translation by Pina Piccolo. I In this the moon resembles us Crescents plucked from its fullness Growing ...
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