Frances Darwin Cornford

(30 March 1886 - 19 August 1960 / Cambridge, England)

To A Lady Seen From The Train - Poem by Frances Darwin Cornford

O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
O fat white woman whom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
When the grass is soft as the breast of doves
And shivering sweet to the touch?
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?


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  • Gold Star - 14,919 Points * Sunprincess * (6/5/2014 8:18:00 PM)

    ..............so mysterious.....wonder why the lady seen from the train was walking in the field..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 10, 2011


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