December : Ina Donna Coolbrith : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

December : : By Ina Donna Coolbrith Nauvoo, Illinois. California. U S : 1841 – 1928::Now the Summer all is over!We have wandered through the clover,We have plucked in wood and leaBlue-bell and anemone. We were children of the Sun,Very brown to look upon;We were stained, hands and lips,With the berries’ juicy tips. And IContinue reading “December : Ina Donna Coolbrith : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

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