The Parade Poem by Arthur Henry Adams

The Parade

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Along the lamp-lit streets they glide and go:
Here Nature in her brutishness is nude:
See, thinly trickling from the age-old wound,
The steady stream of squandered womanhood!

Thursday, April 26, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: old,nature
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Arthur Henry Adams

Arthur Henry Adams

Lawrence / New Zealand
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