Arbutus Poem by Adelaide Crapsey

Arbutus

Rating: 2.8


Not spring's
Thou art, but hers,
Most cool, most virginal,
Winter's, with thy faint breath, thy snows
Rose-tinged.

Monday, April 19, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: rose,spring,winter
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