VERSE

Hoare, Mary Therese

MARY THERESE HOARE OCEAN GROVE The old people at Ocean Grove still gather on gray porches to fan away another hour in the bleached houses that resemble them so. Slowly, they count the dusty...

...Slowly, they count the dusty shells as each twilight passes and their wicker voices fade...

Vol. 103 • September 1976 • No. 19


 
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