TITLE

In Season of Actual War (Poem)

AUTHOR(S)
Brinnin, John Malcolm
PUB. DATE
September 1943
SOURCE
New Republic;9/13/43, Vol. 109 Issue 11, p362
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "In Season of Actual War," by John Malcolm Brinnin.
ACCESSION #
14684596

 

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