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Collected Poems, 1917-1982

This volume compiles a selection of poems written over a sixty-five year period, showcasing the author's evolution as a poet throughout their career. more

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Archibald MacLeish
Archibald MacLeish

Archibald MacLeish was an American poet, playwright, and government official, born on May 7, 1892, and died on April 20, 1982. His poetry often addressed social and political issues, and he made significant contributions to both poetry and drama. more

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