There's in my mind a…turbulent moon-ridden girlor old woman, or both,dressed in opals and rags, feathersand torn taffeta,who knows strange songsbut she is not kind.
Related Authors: Denise Levertov | Poems | 1972-1982
Related Topics: poetry
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