Adelaide Crapsey


Arbutus - Poem by Adelaide Crapsey

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


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010



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