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.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010



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