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DeadPoetsDaily: ‘The Little Rose is Dust, My Dear’ by Grace Hazard Conkling

StickleyMuseum: "Today I crossed the grass until⁠ I met a yellow daffodil,⁠ Who took such tiny steps and slow,⁠ I wondered if I saw her go ..."⁠ ⁠ --Grace Hazard Conkling, "The Daffodil," The Craftsman, April 1912

StickleyMuseum: "What April is I cannot say,⁠ Nor why it makes me feel this way--⁠ And everybody feels the same!--⁠ All purry, warm, and glad I came!"⁠ ⁠ --Grace Hazard Conkling, The Craftsman, April 1915

5kaeya: - i will not give thee all my heart, grace hazard conkling

StickleyMuseum: "Today I crossed the grass until I met a yellow daffodil, Who took such tiny steps and slow, I wondered if I saw her go ..." --Grace Hazard Conkling, "The Daffodil," The Craftsman, April 1912

StickleyMuseum: "What April is I cannot say, Nor why it makes me feel this way-- And everybody feels the same!-- All purry, warm, and glad I came!" --Grace Hazard Conkling, The Craftsman, April 1915

WycombeHighSch: VIDEO: Poetry of Remembrance - Day 7 [The Final Day] 'Victory Bells' by Grace Hazard Conkling, read by Selina in Yr 10 Show your support:

AnastasiaH_SF: Poem: I Will Not Give Thee All My Heart ~ Grace Hazard Conkling.

MacDowellColony: This is not loneliness when we can share / The very foam that beauty breaks into / If the wave leans too far, when we all do / Brings us the same delight, the same despair. … "Squalls of Rain" by Grace Hazard Conkling (MF 25, 28)

FlowerstorePH: “It is because I am afraid of my heart That I write about clouds and flowers…” -Diary Written on Peony Petals by Grace Hazard Conkling

manas_akram: Wilderness Songs by Grace Hazard Conkling 1920 Hardcover First Edition

o_franco_aleman: I will not give thee all my heart For that I need a place apart To dream my dreams in Grace Hazard Conkling...



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Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth
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Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth-
Widths out of the Sun-
And look-and shudder, and block your breath-
And deem to be alone

In such a place, what horror,
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