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Quote by James Merrill

“The day is breaking someone else's heart.”

Quote by James Merrill

Book:From the First Nine: Poems, 1946-1976

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From the First Nine: Poems, 1946-1976

This volume includes a selection of poems written between 1946 and 1976 more

Author

James Merrill was an American poet known for his unique style and rich imagination. His works blended classical and modern elements, exploring themes such as love, nature, and mythology. Born on March 3, 1926, Merrill passed away on February 6, 1995. more

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