Mary Aldis Poems

YOU say I touch the barberries
As a lover his mistress?
What a curious fancy!
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I

CANDLES toppling sideways in tomato cans
Sputter and sizzle at head and foot.
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We four
Live here together
My three old sisters and I
In a white little cottage
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When you come tonight
To our small room
You will look and listen—
I shall not be there.
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