TITLE

What Self

AUTHOR(S)
Halme, Kathleen
PUB. DATE
July 2005
SOURCE
Gulf Coast: A Journal of Literature & Fine Arts;Summer/Fall2005, Vol. 17 Issue 2, p122
SOURCE TYPE
Academic Journal
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "What Self," by Kathleen Halme. First Line: Nothing lived on land, nothing had; Last Line: crawled out of the shallow sea.
ACCESSION #
16758176

 

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