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WREATHES
WREATHES
73 Kite high on a hill in my hill town
74 Who is this chiseler who writes
75 Winds blow east and winds blow west
76 She had a summer in the world
77 Grave-flowers wither in the sun
78 The angel’s eyes are white as bone
79 I stopped to muse where a headstone said
80 The parade ends up at the graveyard
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Poems
In The Eye of the Red-tailed Hawk: An Essay on Love
Prayer Beads
The Boy From Under The Trees
WAKINGS
WELLSPRINGS
WINDFALLS
WONDERS
WINDOWS
WEATHERS
WHETSTONES
WORLDLINGS
WALLS
WREATHES
73 Kite high on a hill in my hill town
74 Who is this chiseler who writes
75 Winds blow east and winds blow west
76 She had a summer in the world
77 Grave-flowers wither in the sun
78 The angel’s eyes are white as bone
79 I stopped to muse where a headstone said
80 The parade ends up at the graveyard
WOODCUTS
WARNINGS
WRAITHS
WHISPERS
WEBS
WICKS