November Night
Listen . . .
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break from the trees
And fall.
"November Night" read by Hans Ostrom.
Susanna and the Elders
"Why do
You thus devise
Evil against her?" "For that
She is beautiful, delicate.
Therefore."
Triad
These be
Three silent things:
The falling snow . . . the hour
Before the dawn . . . the mouth of one
Just dead.
"Triad" read by Amble in the Woods.
Niagara
(Seen on Night in November)
How frail
Above the bulk
Of crashing water hangs
Autumnal, evanescent, wan,
The moon.
"Niagara" read by Hans Ostrom.
The Warning
Just now,
Out of the strange
Still dusk . . . as strange, as still . . .
A white moth flew. Why am I grown
So cold?
"The Warning" read by Bob Rutan.
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Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)
from Verse, 1915
[Poems are in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]
Adelaide Crapsey biography
Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)
from Verse, 1915
[Poems are in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]
Adelaide Crapsey biography


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