
Poetry
Inheritance (Metaphysicals XVI)
From my mother blue eyeswatching from the fringeslike a rabbit in long grass From my father thin browsraised & veering with dreams& schemes From my
From my mother blue eyeswatching from the fringeslike a rabbit in long grass From my father thin browsraised & veering with dreams& schemes From my
When the writers or the Board of the Reformed Journal gather, we usually spend a bit of time rehearsing the illustrious and uneven history of