
Back to the USSR, Russian Wait in Gas Lines — and Fume
By JAMES BROOKE
|In the imagination of the American poet Sara Teasdale, the world shines with a beauty so intense that it threatens at any moment to sharpen into grief.

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By JAMES BROOKE
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By THE NEW YORK SUN
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