Abstract
Beyond the house, beyond the fence I built
last summer, down the slope I cleared with saws
and brushhooks, past the sycamore too large
for any blade I have, with its hung vines, beyond the trilliums, immaculate
with white each April, vanishing by June,
Recommended Citation
Lantry, W.F.
(2011)
"Sovereignty,"
Booth: Vol. 3
:
Iss.
10
, Article 4.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/booth/vol3/iss10/4
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