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| Poems by Women |
Convention
The snow is lying very deep.
My house is sheltered
from the blast.
I hear each muffled step outside,
I hear each voice go
past.
But I'll not venture in the drift
Out of this bright security,
Till
enough footsteps come and go
To make a path for me.
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.
Citing poems from these pages:
| Author. "Poem Title." Women's History: Poems by Women. Jone Johnson Lewis, editor. URL: (date of logon) |
