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Chickamauga: Poems
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Charles Wright173 ratings, 4.12 average rating, 14 reviews
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“A cicada whines,
his voice
Starting to drown through the rainy world,
No ripple of wind,
no sound but his song of black wings,
No song but the song of his black wings.
Such emptiness at the heart,
such emptiness at the heart of being,”
― Chickamauga: Poems
his voice
Starting to drown through the rainy world,
No ripple of wind,
no sound but his song of black wings,
No song but the song of his black wings.
Such emptiness at the heart,
such emptiness at the heart of being,”
― Chickamauga: Poems
