“The poet is a brother speaking to a brother of "a moment of their other lives"”
Edith Sitwell (1887–1964) British poet
a moment that had been buried beneath the dust of the busy world.
"The Poet's Vision" (1959)
“The poet is a brother speaking to a brother of "a moment of their other lives" — a moment that had been buried beneath the dust of the busy world.”
"The Poet's Vision" (1959)
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