Page 13 from Issue 80 something mixture. intimates customs perfectly something purpose, something ... pressure thousands dissipates yourself versions tortured, convenient 13 Issue 80 page ...
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Page 92 from Issue 80 GOLDEN HAIR MIDSUMMER 1990 Is it the hair that screams (screeches) is it the ... splattered wall. 92 Issue 80 page ...
Page 30 from Issue 80 Now I see the nickel of mother's face. She inclines by the table, ... loose steel balls in a race. 30 Issue 80 page ...
Ume: Plum; Changing the Imperatives; Atget's Gardens Print Pages: Page 16 from Issue 80 ... 16 Issue 80 page Eleanor Wilner Poetry Work Issue 80 Print Share Tweet ...
Page 80 from Issue 119 on miles of stratosphere, the piston work of wingbeat & ... outlive me. & from my mouth this rainbow, wet & silvering. 80 Issue 119 page ...
Page 80 from Issue 39 belongs to the people of Israel, the Arabs must leave. So what is to be ... has the moral right to persuade the Arabs to go back to the broad, blessed lands of Arabia. " ... agricultural commune in a little 80 Issue 39 page ...
Page 248 from Issue 80 assigned Plath to write about the moon setting behind the yew tree next to ... distinction from the literary forms that we call 'not poetry.' And I had no doubt that this ... ceased breasrfeeding completely, probably shortly before or after her move to London in December 1962. ...
youngest contributor: twenty, a major in English; co-winner in 1958 of a literary award, the Edwin L. ... filtered tobacco on inked hands and the wind lifting papers off the sidewalk-grating into of ... River brine the train rises over the streets and glances by third-story rooms, past the employment ...
a literary award, the Edwin L. Shuman Scholarship in the ColLege of Liberal Arts; and an under graduate ... smoking stares and stains of filtered tobacco on inked hands and the wind lifting papers off the ... Under the East River brine the train rises over the streets and glances by third-story rooms, past the ...
Page 43 from Issue 80 Ladder Hard beside you, in your bronze car, I felt as one who'd ... lively tongues, Sweetly, sweetly we climbed the rungs. 43 Issue 80 page ...
