Gladys Cromwell: Grief
Grief
Exultant whirlwind wrung the branches ;
And the weak leaves were loosed with power.
I heard the pelting dissonances ;
Anguish in the autumn shower.
But living petals now take wing
Like butterflies with dusky flashes;
April flutters her white ashes
Inaudibly, remembering.
Gladys Cromwell
(1885-1919)
Grief
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