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“Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean, The track aches only when the rain reminds. The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood, The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm. The blinded man sees with his ears and hands As much or more than once with both his eyes.”

Quote by Robert Graves

Book:Collected Poems, 1959
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Collected Poems, 1959

This book is a collection of poetry works released in the year 1959, showcasing a range of poetic styles and themes from that era. more

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Robert Graves
Robert Graves

Robert Graves was a British poet, novelist, and translator, born on July 24, 1895, and died on December 7, 1985. His poetry is diverse and spans various literary movements from classicism to modernism. Known for his profound insights into history and mythology, Graves's novels are also highly regarded. more

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