Classic and Contemporary Poetry

YOU CAN?ÇÖT WARM YOUR HANDS IN FRONT OF A BOOK BUT YOU CAN WARM YOUR HOPES THERE, by FANNY HOWE                Poet's Biography
First Line: Feathers fluffed the ashtray bin at the bottom of the elevator. Feathers and a smeared
Last Line: His rilke with a gentle smile
Subject(s): City & Town Life