TITLE

FOREST MURMURS

AUTHOR(S)
Lister, R. P.
PUB. DATE
February 1960
SOURCE
New Yorker;2/27/1960, Vol. 36 Issue 2, p91
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The article presents the poem "Forest Murmurs," by R. P. Lister. First Line: Often my vagrant feet have strayed; Last Line: In fact, it finished him completely.
ACCESSION #
22757387

 

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