Brooks Haxton Fever Poems
- 1. Every Death Is Magic From The Enemy To Be Avenged
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
Psalm 22
When fever burned the last light out of my daughterâ??s eyes,
... - 2. Unclean
I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am
like an owl of the desert. I watch, and am
as a sparrow alone upon the housetop.
Psalm 102
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