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Pratt, Charles

CHARLES PRATT BRASS RUBBING We touched the hidden forms As gently as a lover could, Then took the wax and rubbed Until a knight and lady stood Revealed, like breath on glass; And now, benign and...

...And now, benign and timeless, they Are watching from a frame The mingled pressures of our lives: What we, when rubbed, become.e...

Vol. 102 • May 1975 • No. 4


 
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