One gender to walk the wide world in Is the feminine, A plight that — softly to a friend — I can recommend.
Helen Bevington Connected to the Carolinas
Source
"To Susan at Birth". Nineteen Million Elephants, and Other Poems (Boston: Houghton, Mifflin Co., 1950), p. 66
- year
- 1950
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- p. 66
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