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The Way of Bees
by Ethel Mortenson Davis She did not know about the way of bees until the full moon had woken her up and moved her through the quiet house, halfway lit-up by silver dust, to the outside door. Barefoot,...
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Four Black Swans
a Spenserian Sonnet by Thomas Davis Four swans, crow-feather black, fly low above The lake’s ice, white with tints of apple green. Upon a red roof ravens, croaking of The way the blue-black of their...
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