Even this late it happens:the coming of love, the coming of... - Mark Strand, Selected Poems
"Even this late it happens:the coming of love, the coming of light."
"Even this late it happens:the coming of love, the coming of light."
"Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.There is no happiness like mine.I have been eating poetry."
"Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.There is no happiness like mine.I have been eating poetry."