November 1957

Poem

A Day on the Big Branch

Still half drunk, after a night at cards,
with the grey dawn taking us unaware
among our guilty kings and queens, we drove
far North in the morning, winners, losers,
to a stream in the high hills, to climb up to a place
one of...

November 1957

From this Issue

A Day on the Big Branch

To Michael Riviere, for His Second Son, Thomas

Those Whom Death Leaves

Table of Contents

November 1957

From this Issue

p1A Day on the Big Branch

p1To Michael Riviere, for His Second Son, Thomas

p1Those Whom Death Leaves

Table of Contents

A Day on the Big Branch

To Michael Riviere, for His Second Son, Thomas

Those Whom Death Leaves