Susan Howe


From The Midnight - Poem by Susan Howe

For here we are here
BEDHANGINGS
daylight does not reach
Vast depth on the wall
Neophyte

Alapeen Paper Patch Muslin
Calico Camlet Dimity Fustian
Serge linsey-woolsey say

A wainscot bedsten & Curtans
& vallains & iron Rodds
Many bedsteds were roped
"Bedsted. . . .& bed Rope


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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