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"Its quick silver bell beating, beating
And down the dark one ruby flare
Pulsing out red light like an artery," |
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Karl Shapiro (b. 1913), U.S. poet, critic. Auto Wreck (l. 1-3). . .
New & Selected Poems, 1940-1986 [Karl Shapiro]. (1987) University of Chicago Press.
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"But this invites the occult mind,
Cancels our physics with a sneer,
And spatters all we knew of denouement
Across the expedient and wicked stones." |
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Karl Shapiro (b. 1913), U.S. poet, critic. Auto Wreck (l. 35-38). . .
New & Selected Poems, 1940-1986 [Karl Shapiro]. (1987) University of Chicago Press.
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