Sonnet on Shrimps
A week submerged in summer, and the boat is a green mass of river-weed. Within the hull shrimps flicker and fish glide, threading the full curtains and branche…
Sonnet on Shrimps
A week submerged in summer, and the boat is a green mass of river-weed. Within the hull shrimps flicker and fish glide, threading the full curtains and branche…