A Poem For Sunday

by Zoe Pollock "Late Ripeness" by Czeslaw Milosz: Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year, I felt a door opening in me and I entered the clarity of early morning. One after another my former lives...

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Alvin Green John Mccain