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Poem
From the magazine:The Hook
The Hook
I
The students, lost in raucousness,
caught as by the elder Breughel’s eye,
we sit in the college store
over sandwiches and coffee, wondering.
She answers eagerly: the place was fine;
sometimes the winds grew very cold,
the snows so deep and wide she lost
sight of people....
The students, lost in raucousness,
caught as by the elder Breughel’s eye,
we sit in the college store
over sandwiches and coffee, wondering.
She answers eagerly: the place was fine;
sometimes the winds grew very cold,
the snows so deep and wide she lost
sight of people....
Poem
From the magazine:Visit to the Zoo
Visit to the Zoo
From routine that deafly eats away
Is it the soul with slavering morselling bites:
From howls torn
Out of hours that have no throats, when dawn creeps
Back to her cavern with the unborn day:
From great this, little that: the dust
Hissing beneath the bed:
The...
Is it the soul with slavering morselling bites:
From howls torn
Out of hours that have no throats, when dawn creeps
Back to her cavern with the unborn day:
From great this, little that: the dust
Hissing beneath the bed:
The...

Table of Contents
The Catch (Four Poems)
Two Poems
- Babette Deutsch
Five Poems
Two Poems
- Arthur Gregor
- William Carlos Williams
An Editorial
- Hayden Carruth
Reviews
- Henry W. Rago
- Jackson Mathews
- Arvid Shulenberger
- William Poster
- Lee F. Gerlach
- George Williamson
- Edwin Honig
- James Hall
- David Sachs
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