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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SABBATH, 1985, VI, by WENDELL BERRY Poet's Biography
First Line: We have walked so many times, my boy
Last Line: Nothing of the season but to be
Subject(s): Forests; Fields; Nature; Conservation
First Line: We have walked so many times, my boy
Last Line: Nothing of the season but to be
Subject(s): Forests; Fields; Nature; Conservation
Other Poems of Interest...
HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB
BLACK NIKES by HARRYETTE MULLEN
ISLE OF MULL, SCOTLAND by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE
PLANTING TREES by WENDELL BERRY
THE OLD ELM TREE BY THE RIVER by WENDELL BERRY
THE REASSURER by WENDELL BERRY