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Adelaide Crapsey
“Listen . . .
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees
And fall.”
Adelaide Crapsey, Verse

A.R. Ammons
“I’ve pressed so
far away from
my desire that

if you asked
me what I
want I would,

accepting the harmonious
completion of the
drift, say annihilation,

probably.”
A.R. Ammons, Brink Road

Adelaide Crapsey
“Still as
On windless nights
The moon-cast shadows are,
So still will be my heart when I
Am dead.”
Adelaide Crapsey, Verse

Adelaide Crapsey
“Why have I
thought the dew
Ephemeral when I
Shall rest so short a time, myself,
On earth?”
Adelaide Crapsey, Verse

Adelaide Crapsey
“As it
Were tissue of silver
I'll wear, O Fate, thy grey,
And go mistily radiant, clad
Like the moon.”
Adelaide Crapsey, Verse

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