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This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.
Charles Olson
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Charles Olson
Age: 59 †
Born: 1910
Born: December 27
Died: 1970
Died: January 10
Literary Critic
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Writer
Charles John Olson
Charles J. Olson
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