Nothing would give up life:
Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.


"Root Cellar," ll. 10-11 - The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)


Nothing would give up life: Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.

Nothing would give up life: Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.

Nothing would give up life: Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.

Nothing would give up life: Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.