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childecleon.livejournal.comI KNOW
Not these my hands
And yet I think there was
A woman like me once had hands
Like these.
Adelaide Crapsey.
Not these my hands
And yet I think there was
A woman like me once had hands
Like these.
Adelaide Crapsey.
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Niagra by Adelaide Crapsey
Sep. 18th, 2007 11:49 pmroguewords.livejournal.comNiagra
Seen on a Night in November
How frail
Above the bulk
Of crashing water hangs
Autumnal, evanescent, wan,
The moon.
--Adelaide Crapsey
(one of my mother's students tried to plagiarize this. I thought I'd share it.)
Seen on a Night in November
How frail
Above the bulk
Of crashing water hangs
Autumnal, evanescent, wan,
The moon.
--Adelaide Crapsey
(one of my mother's students tried to plagiarize this. I thought I'd share it.)
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