Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NEW YORK AT NOON, by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER First Line: The city burrows toward the shade Last Line: On the silver-bristled swine. Subject(s): Geography; New York City; Travel; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple; Journeys; Trips | ||||||||
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