Adelaide Crapsey


Triad

Poem by Adelaide Crapsey

These be
three silent things:
The falling snow . . . the hour
Before the dawn . . . the mouth of one
Just dead.

Form: Cinquain


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010