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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SUNDAYS, THEY SLEEP LATE, by MURIEL RUKEYSER Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The days are incestuous, each with its yesterday Last Line: Sleep too long, they dissolve in sleep their remembering bones | |||
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