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I CHOP SOME PARSLEY WHILE LISTENING TO ART BLAKEY'S VERSION by BILLY COLLINS

Poet Analysis

First Line: AND I START WONDERING HOW THEY CAME TO BE BLIND
Last Line: CANNOT BE SAID TO BE MAKING MATTERS ANY BETTER

Poem Sources:

BLACK WARRIOR REVIEW, V23#2, SPRING - SUMMER /97.
  (1997)
 
PICNIC, LIGHTNING.
  COLLINS, BILLY
  (1998)
 



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