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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 | |||
View Poem Text | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER IN A SMALL TOWN by TONY HOAGLAND EVERYTHING'S A FAKE by FANNY HOWE ONE NIGHT IN BALTHAZAR by FANNY HOWE PHOTO OF A MAN ON SUNSET DRIVE: 1914, 2008 by RICHARD BLANCO |
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