“For a hundred and fifty years, in the pasture of dead horses, roots of pine trees pushed through the pale curves of your ribs, yellow blossoms flourished above you in autumn, and in winter frost heaved your bones in the ground--old toilers, soil makers: O Roger, Mackerel, Riley, Ned, Nellie, Chester, Lady Ghost.”
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Old and New Poems: Donald Hall
This book is a compilation of poems written by Donald Hall, a renowned American poet. It includes both older and newer works, reflecting the evolution of his poetic style and themes throughout his career. more
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