The sides of my mouth are now my hands. They press the earth and suck it hard. Ah, but I know my shell is beautiful, and high, and glazed, and shining. I know it well, although I have not seen it. Its curled white lip is of the finest enamel. Inside,...
Defensive Measures: The Poetry of Niedecker, Bishop, Glück, and Carson - Сторінка 72
автори: Lee Upton - 2005 - 144 стор.
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