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Leonard Nathan

Winter 1991

Ragged Sonnets: LXXXI

By Leonard Nathan

The whales, we’re told, sing. And sing, as befits their size, immense sagas, vast patterns they can repeat or vary as they choose, and send to listeners seas away, deep […]

Spring 1969


By Leonard Nathan

This is the lake of Nainital, And this the sun glossing the water, And this the sound of risen voices From chestnut trees along the mall.   The bells of […]

Fall 1964


By Leonard Nathan

Those trees are black. That might be sinister, And is if it's the kingdom where the trees Are never black except as omens of Those gods that only sudden reversals […]