Mary Carolyn Davies Poems
- 1. Vintage
Heartbreak that is too new
Can not be used to make
Beauty that will startle;
That takes an old heartbreak.
... - 2. The Kiss
Your kiss lies on my face
Like the first snow
Upon a summer place.
... - 3. The Day Before April
The day before April
Alone, alone,
I walked in the woods
And I sat on a stone.
... - 4. Smith, Of The Third Oregon, Dies
Autumn in Oregon is wet as Spring,
And green, with little singings in the grass,
And pheasants flying,
Gold, green and red,
... - 5. Free
Over and over
I tell the sky:
I am free-I!
... - 6. Borrower
I sing of sorrow,
I sing of weeping.
I have no sorrow.
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