TITLE

Elegy

AUTHOR(S)
Bellows, Nathaniel
PUB. DATE
October 2005
SOURCE
New Republic;10/17/2005, Vol. 233 Issue 16, p32
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "Elegy," by Nathaniel Bellows. First line: An egret lifting its blue feet in the reeds, among the cut-up; Last line: with a tiny votive flame that gave the day its brightness.
ACCESSION #
18523626

 

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