Cold Harbor

Merrifield, Jennifer
March 2007
Natural Bridge;Spring2007, Issue 17, p151
Presents the poem "Cold Harbor," by Jennifer Merrifield. First Line: i. Siege/Attrition; Last Line: tapped back and trimmed.


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