TITLE

The Observable World

AUTHOR(S)
DORAN, GERI
PUB. DATE
March 2013
SOURCE
Ninth Letter;Spring/Summer2013, Vol. 10 Issue 1, p126
SOURCE TYPE
Academic Journal
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The poem "The Observable World," by Geri Doran is presented. First Line: Rain-light saturates the grey-green trees: a blackish hue. Last Line: as matter, the glass in shards.
ACCESSION #
87615161

 

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