Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHISTLING PAST THE GRAVEYARD, by TERRY WATADA First Line: Tree branch bones %creak in a steady wind Last Line: I imagine %it could be true %in this month of obon | ||||||||
Other Poems of Interest...THE ENTHUSIAST by HERMAN MELVILLE AUREOLA by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER WHY DRINK WINE by HENRY ALDRICH THE MALLARDS PASS UNHARMED by LAURA FRANCES ALEXANDER CHRISTMAS EVE by MATHILDE BLIND THE LAST RAY by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SNOW IN APRIL by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |
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