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

poetry-magazineA Day on the Big Branch

poetry-magazineTo Michael Riviere, for His Second Son, Thomas

poetry-magazineThose Whom Death Leaves

Table of Contents

A Day on the Big Branch

To Michael Riviere, for His Second Son, Thomas

Those Whom Death Leaves