TITLE

Tender Mercies

AUTHOR(S)
Powell, D. A.
PUB. DATE
June 2011
SOURCE
Gulf Coast: A Journal of Literature & Fine Arts;Summer/Fall2011, Vol. 23 Issue 2, p233
SOURCE TYPE
Academic Journal
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "Tender Mercies," by D. A. Powell. First Line: The dandelions, ditch-blown brood, Last Line: I will not use this particular blue again.
ACCESSION #
60908112

 

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