Poetry
Winter 1979
Demon
From the Russian. Where have you flown here from? What kind of grief d’you carry? Tell, flier, why your lips do lack a tint of life, and why the sea […]
Nonfiction
Winter 1979
A Letter to Edmund Wilson
April 7, 1947 Dear Bunny, I have not had a word from you for ages. How are you? Did you get my Russian poem? Roman visited us recently and thought […]