VERSE
Brennan, Joseph Payne
DARKNESS JOSEPH PAYNE BI~NNAN During the whole of that afternoon, tufts of grass, tattered tents in miniature, filled up with gritty flakes. Spears of icy wind, quick skirmishers, hissed among...
...Darkness, dense, implacable, had won...
...Commonweal: 519...
...The night that swiftly fell disso~_ved all memory of sun...
...Spears of icy wind, quick skirmishers, hissed among the cornstalk squadrons...
...A whitened sky sent squalls of snow...
Vol. 105 • August 1978 • No. 16
