Poems about Concrete

• A Grandson in Hoticeberg

  A grandson is
  the wing-sprouting cherub

  by Margaret Danner 49 lines
• Another April

  The panes flash, tremble with your ghostly passage
  Through them, an x-ray sheerness billowing, and I have risen

  by James Merrill 7 lines

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