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CUPFULS OF SUMMER 6 by RACHEL HADAS

Poet Analysis

First Line: THE CENTRAL STONE ON WHICH SUCCESSIVE WAVES
Last Line: RACQUETS HELD HIGH, WE'RE RUNNING TOWARD THE NET, %CRUSHING THE BONES THIS INSTANT. THEY SMELL SWEET

Poem Sources:

MIRRORS OF ASTONISHMENT.
  HADAS, RACHEL
  (1992)
 



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