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Denis Johnson (1949-2017)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 491 his lips laid & rising with the warm goodness of theory there they wept rivers over their alphabet that would not congeal despite how grave their wound who inter their gravity
Wikipedia Poem, No. 491 his lips laid & rising with the warm goodness of theory there they wept rivers over their alphabet that would not congeal despite how grave their wound who inter their gravity