TITLE

Oh, Autumn Is (Poem)

AUTHOR(S)
Hoffman, Jill
PUB. DATE
April 1973
SOURCE
New Republic;4/14/73, Vol. 168 Issue 15, p23
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "Oh, Autumn Is," by Jill Hoffman.
ACCESSION #
10240757

 

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