Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper Poems

Finally now, we see below us
The abyss over which we have traveled
All these years the whisper- thin
Web of our imagining
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I did nothing special
On the day
They put the two youngsters
In their graves
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From a really true dream
wings are grown
And the dream it will fly
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How when you are dead
Will you touch other hearts
Unless now when you can
You lay bare your own?
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Since you are gone the stones lie differently along the ground
and words that are the same now have a different sound
-and-
sharp and clear in early dawn there is a road I cannot travel on
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This day will never begin again
(Nor this hour, nor this minute)
I will look carefully to see what is in it
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A yellow dress for sale
Worn only twice
As good as new
At a very low price
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So many birds twittering outside my little window, chirping,
chortling, and hop, hop hopping about

All eating, eating, eating with great gusto, bread crumbs, little tidbits,
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Beyond the province of the mind
branches twist and forever clutch
thin grey witch tresses we seek and find
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Bright flowers
Some our hands must pick
these flowers so rare and bright
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