Across the Hill, Seth Jani
Judith Nelson, Facit, 1964, 48X48 Across the Hill In the beautiful smell of early winter rain The God is coming from his solitude. He passes the blistered light The train gathers in its massive windows. He is coming from the green, diminished hills And carrying strangeness in his arms. He is prophetic in […]
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