NOVEMBER.
| Publisher | Modern Poetry Association |
| Publication | Poetry |
| Subject | Literature/writing |
| Format | Magazine/Journal |
| ISSN | 0032-2032 |
| Issues per Year | 12 |
| Volume | 173 |
| Issue | 2 |
| Published | 1998-12-01 |
| Role | Type | Name |
| Author | n/a | Billy Collins |
After three days of steady rain-- over two inches said the radio-- I follow the example of monks who write by a window with sunlight on their page. Five times this morning, I loaded a wheelbarrow with wood and steered it down the hill to the house, and later I will cut down the dead garden with a clippers and haul the soft pulp to a grave in the woods. But now there is only my page and the sun upon it like a poem that I am covering with another poem and the dog asleep on the tiles, her head in her paws her hind legs splayed out like...
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