Invocation Re: The Second Part of an Epic.

POETRYThrough Hell and what he saw the dead one thereI wrote a poem of the dead one goingAnd who alive is more than that the deadOne going and who is less how he was ledThrough by a bird named Law like law all-knowingWhere all is anguish and guilt spoils the airAnd now to write again I ask againMuse...

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Publicado en:Ploughshares Vol. 52; no. 1; pp. 105 - 106
Autor principal: McCRAE, SHANE
Formato: Poem
Publicado: Ploughshares, Inc. Spring2026
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