TITLE

Sea Breeze

PUB. DATE
January 2002
SOURCE
Wings of the Evening;2002, p173
SOURCE TYPE
Book
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The poem "Sea Breeze," by Vivian Virtue is presented. First Line: Winter comes, moor and croft deflowering. Last Line: Blossoms that grace my native Carib air.
ACCESSION #
83813753

 

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