As the year comes to an end — a low, dishonest year, grinding down to its low, dishonest end — we need our valediction: our parting words, our taking leave. Maybe it need be nothing more than a ...
A new volume of poetry from the hand of a man of recognized power is like a message brought from a battlefield. One's chief interest is in learning how the battle is going. Whether the messenger ...
NEW volume of poetry from the hand of a man of recognized power is like a message brought from a battlefield. One's chief interest is in learning how the battle is going. Whether the messenger arrives ...
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