TITLE

She took off her dress…

AUTHOR(S)
Libert, Béatrice
PUB. DATE
January 2000
SOURCE
Belgian Women Poets: An Anthology;2000, Vol. 11, p460
SOURCE TYPE
Book
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The article presents the poem "She Took Off Her Dress…," by Béatrice Libert. First Line: She took off her dress; Last Line: one never knows when.
ACCESSION #
21106039

 

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