Penelope L e a v i t t Ashes, ashes. You, a newborn girl, a tiny kingdom, Slumbering, snoring gently. Home fi'om the hospital, away from The gowned line of proud mothers And other cheering...
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Thomas Ramey Watson On Botticelli's "Madonna of the Magnificat" From her fine-boned face with slightly-parted lips, her heavy-lidded eyes look down to pen her song of the right hand and humble...
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