Lola Ridge

(December 12, 1873- May 19, 1941 / Dublin)

After Storm - Poem by Lola Ridge

Was there a wind? Tap… tap… Night pads upon the snow with moccasined feet… and it is still… so still… an eagle's feather might fall like a stone. Could there have been a storm… mad-tossing golden mane on the neck of the wind…
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