From this Issue
Poem
From the magazine:Hymn to Life
Hymn to Life
By James Schuyler
The wind rests its cheek upon the ground and feels the cool damp
And lifts its head with twigs and small dead blades of grass
Pressed into it as you might at the beach rise up and brush away
The sand. The day...
And lifts its head with twigs and small dead blades of grass
Pressed into it as you might at the beach rise up and brush away
The sand. The day...
Table of Contents
- James Schuyler
- Steven Orlen
- Fanny Howe
- Mark Rudman
- Vern Rutsala
- John N. Morris
- John Hollander
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- Thomas Shapcott
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