Night Winds By Adelaide Crapsey
The old
Old winds that blew
When chaos was, what do
They tell the clattered trees that I
Should weep?
Summary
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The old
Old winds that blew
When chaos was, what do
They tell the clattered trees that I
Should weep?
Stay tuned for a deeper dive into this poem.
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