Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FIRST NIGHT, by DAVID FERRY

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FIRST NIGHT, by                 Poet's Biography
First Line: A stump. A post. An effigy not made / as yet. A toe. A toe in the icy waters
Last Line: I pray the lord my soul to take / timor mortis conturbat me
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The

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