THE WARNING
A cinquain by Adelaide Crapsey
Just now,
Out of the strange
Still dusk . . . as strange, as still . . .
A white moth flew. Why am I grown
So cold?
Source: Verse (1915) by Adelaide Crapsey
Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)
Wednesday, September 9, 2015
Biography of and poem by Adelaide Crapsey : The Poetry Foundation
Read a biography of this American poet, who was born on this day in 1878: Adelaide Crapsey : The Poetry Foundation
THE WARNING
A cinquain by Adelaide Crapsey
Just now,
Out of the strange
Still dusk . . . as strange, as still . . .
A white moth flew. Why am I grown
So cold?
Source: Verse (1915) by Adelaide Crapsey
THE WARNING
A cinquain by Adelaide Crapsey
Just now,
Out of the strange
Still dusk . . . as strange, as still . . .
A white moth flew. Why am I grown
So cold?
Source: Verse (1915) by Adelaide Crapsey
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