oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103) — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103) — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103) — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103) — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103) — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
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oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103)

— Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
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