Adelaide Crapsey

Angelique - Poem by Adelaide Crapsey

A flickering light near spent
Her pale hand bore.

Have you seen Angelique?
Will she know the place
Dead feet must find,
The grave-cloth on her face
To make her blind?

Have you seen Angelique. .
At night I hear her moan,
And I shiver in my bed;
She wanders all alone,
She cannot find the dead.

Comments about Angelique by Adelaide Crapsey

  • Susan Williams (1/29/2018 2:22:00 PM)

    This poem is fairly nightmarish without rattling a chain or something jumping out of the shadows. That means she selected her words very well. {{{{ Shiver}}}} (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010

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