SARAH V. SCHWEIG.

Various poems by Sarah V. Schweig are presented. "Room With No Window." First Line: A lot was said here. There was the thin plant unfurling, but slowly. Last Line: I brought nothing with me. A lot was said in this room. I did diminish, but slowly. "Brighton Beach." First Line: Because the people I l...

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Publicado en:Bomb (0743-3204) no. 116; pp. 48 - 49
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Publicado: New Art Publications Summer2011
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