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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INTROSPECTIVE, by PHILIP WELCH
First Line: It is winter and the afternoon is gone
Last Line: Where he runs, and where the sea rolls by %as blue as indigo, he hears my voice
First Line: It is winter and the afternoon is gone
Last Line: Where he runs, and where the sea rolls by %as blue as indigo, he hears my voice
Other Poems of Interest...
EVERYBODY KNOWS by DAVID IGNATOW
LOVE'S MIRACLE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON
TO ELECTRA (1) by ROBERT HERRICK
TO THE MAN-OF-WAR-BIRD by WALT WHITMAN