TITLE

TOWARD HATTERAS

AUTHOR(S)
Galler, David
PUB. DATE
October 1960
SOURCE
New Yorker;10/15/1960, Vol. 36 Issue 35, p42
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The article presents the poem "Toward Hatteras," by David Galler. First Line: Rooted in land and sky, Last Line: Crash on their bar of beach.
ACCESSION #
22765563

 

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