Best Famous Adelaide Crapsey Poems

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Adventure

Sun and wind and beat of sea,
Great lands stretching endlessly…
Where be bonds to bind the free?
All the world was made for me! 
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November Night

Listen.
.
With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break from the trees And fall.
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Release

With swift
Great sweep of her
Magnificent arm my pain
Clanged back the doors that shut my soul
From life.
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Snow

Look up…
From bleakening hills
Blows down the light, first breath
Of wintry wind…look up, and scent
The snow!
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Trapped

Well and
If day on day
Follows, and weary year
On year…and ever days and years…
Well?
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Adelaide Crapsey

 AMONG the bumble-bees in red-top hay, a freckled field of brown-eyed Susans dripping yellow leaves in July,
 I read your heart in a book.
And your mouth of blue pansy—I know somewhere I have seen it rain-shattered.
And I have seen a woman with her head flung between her naked knees, and her head held there listening to the sea, the great naked sea shouldering a load of salt.
And the blue pansy mouth sang to the sea: Mother of God, I’m so little a thing, Let me sing longer, Only a little longer.
And the sea shouldered its salt in long gray combers hauling new shapes on the beach sand.
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YOUTH

But me
They cannot touch,
Old Age and death…the strange
And ignominious end of old
Dead folk!
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MOON-SHADOWS

Still as
On windless nights
The moon-cast shadows are,
So still will be my heart when I
Am dead.
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Winter

The cold
With steely clutch
Grips all the land…alack,
The little people in the hills
Will die!
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SUSANNA AND THE ELDERS

"Why do
You thus devise
Evil against her?" "For that
She is beautiful, delicate;
Therefore."
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