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Слушать(AI)The Beautiful Lawn Sprinkler
What gives it power makes it change its
At each extreme, and lean its rising
Down low, first one and then the other way;
In which exchange humility and
Reverse, forgive, arise, and die again,
Wherefore it holds at both ends of the
The rainbow in its scattering grains of spray.
Howard Nemerov was born on February 29th, 1920 in New York.
He died of cancer at his home in University City,
Missouri on July 5th 1991.
Howard Nemerov
Howard Nemerov (February 29, 1920 – July 5, 1991) was an American poet. He was twice Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congre
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