James Stephens

(9 February 1882 - 26 December 1950 / Dublin)

The Secret - Poem by James Stephens

I was frightened, for a wind
Crept along the grass to say
Something that was in my mind

Something that I did not know
Could be found out by the wind,
I had buried it so low
In my mind.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 10, 2012

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