Philip Hancock
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Three poems by Philip Hancock
Back End of February and the drifts are up to the eaves. On the old folks’ bungalows, startled faces at the glass shrink behind their curtains. […]
An international poetry journal based in the English Department of King’s College London
Back End of February and the drifts are up to the eaves. On the old folks’ bungalows, startled faces at the glass shrink behind their curtains. […]