TITLE

Closing Night's Nocturne

AUTHOR(S)
Phillips, Rowan Ricardo
PUB. DATE
March 2005
SOURCE
New Republic;3/7/2005, Vol. 232 Issue 8, p28
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "Closing Night's Nocturne," by Rowan Ricardo Phillips.
ACCESSION #
16263086

 

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