TITLE

GLASS MUSIC

AUTHOR(S)
Bogen, Don
PUB. DATE
June 1979
SOURCE
New Republic;6/30/79, Vol. 180 Issue 26, p34
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "Glass Music,' by Don Bogen. First Line: Imagine Mozart; his porcelain cheeks; Last Line: from air, this man who doesn't believe in gifts.
ACCESSION #
11164552

 

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