Three Dominican Nuns Poem by Elizabeth Madox Roberts
Three Dominican Nuns
One day they came; I heard their feet.
They made a tapping on the street.
And as they passed before our trees,
Their shawls blew out in curves like threes,
And bent again in twos and L's;
The wind blew on their rosaries
And made them ring like little bells.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
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