Poems

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Title:     Poems
Author: Hilda Conkling [More Titles by Conkling]

See the fur coats go by!
The morning is like the inside of a snow-apple.
I will curl myself cushion-shape
On the window-seat;
I will read poems by snow-light.
If I cannot understand them so,
I will turn them upside down
And read them by the red candles
Of garden brambles.

[The end]
Hilda Conkling's poem: Poems

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