The Bosnia Poem: The Windows of Sarajevo
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Your support makes all the difference.For copyright reasons we are not able to provide the full text of the poem on this database. Following are the details of the publication in which it appears.
David Grubb was born in 1941 and lives in Oxfordshire. He has published 17 collections of poems, the most recent being The Rain Children (Stride, 1993). He has also published three works of fiction. A new collection is due from Loxwood Stoneleigh this year. He is executive director of the aid agency Feed The Children, which for the last 13 months has been taking aid to Croatia and Bosnia, responding primarily to the needs of babies and children.
For all of this week and next, the Daily Poem features a work suggested or provoked by events in Bosnia.
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