| Poems by Women |
Days
Some days my thoughts are just cocoons -- all cold, and
dull, and blind,
They hang from dripping branches in the grey woods of my
mind;
And other days they drift and shine -- such free and flying things!
I find
the gold-dust in my hair, left by their brushing wings.
From: Rittenhouse, Jessie B.
The Second Book of Modern Verse (1919).
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
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