Lisken Van Pelt Dus sees things we probably never saw in quite the same way, and even as we may recognize these things in our ...
This is a poem about home-sickness for a land to which the speaker can never return. The city walls ‘accuse’ the speaker and there’s a sense of guilt that the city has been abandoned.
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