Stiflingly Poems - Poems about Stiflingly

... I remember it was late spring in the country. How stiflingly hot the breeze was up here! And, shades over the slant dozed sundry. Long, steamy, hot periods of mid-year <>...

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...In 1962, I was a caseworker, not a social worker, in the Cabrini-Green Housing Project in Chicago. In that era, the difference between a caseworker and a social worker was simple. A social worker had......

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