I thought I heard the dark pounding its head
On a rock, crying: Who are the dead?


Poems: 1928-1931 (ed. 1932)


I thought I heard the dark pounding its head On a rock, crying: Who are the dead?

I thought I heard the dark pounding its head On a rock, crying: Who are the dead?

I thought I heard the dark pounding its head On a rock, crying: Who are the dead?

I thought I heard the dark pounding its head On a rock, crying: Who are the dead?