TITLE

Summer Evening

AUTHOR(S)
Grennan, Eamon
PUB. DATE
May 1996
SOURCE
New Republic;5/13/96, Vol. 214 Issue 20, p42
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Article
ABSTRACT
The article presents the poem "Summer Evening," by Eamon Grennan. First Line: A spear of zinc light wounds stone and water, Last Line: like zones of a map thrown on smouldering embers.
ACCESSION #
15477590

 

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