Louise Bogan Quote

Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side,
And madness chooses out my voice again,
Again.


Poems and new poems (ed. 1941)


Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side, And madness chooses out my voice again, Again.

Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side, And madness chooses out my voice again, Again.

Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side, And madness chooses out my voice again, Again.

Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side, And madness chooses out my voice again, Again.