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November Night
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Adelaide Crapsey


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Listen . . .
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break from the trees
And fall.
 

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Adelaide Crapsey (1878 – 1914) was born and raised in New York. A graduate of Vassar, she taught briefly until tuberculosis left her bedridden and, eventually, claimed her life at the age of thirty-six. Adelaide loved Japanese tanka and haiku and created the American cinquain, which shares some similarities with those forms. Though she was well respected as a poet during her lifetime, most of her work was published after her death. She wrote fewer than a hundred poems in her lifetime.

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Post New Comment:
Dorcas:
So little, so broad.
Posted 11/23/2013 08:56 PM
tannerlynne:
OH MY! This is how i'd like to write.
Posted 11/14/2013 01:06 PM
KevinArnold:
Wonderful. There is such intrinsic elegance in brevity, at least for me. Nothing extra.
Posted 11/14/2013 08:36 AM
paradea:
Puts you right there!!
Posted 11/14/2013 08:32 AM
phebe.davidson@gmail.com:
What could be more apt than this?
Posted 11/14/2013 05:54 AM
Katrina:
I like Crapsey's American cinquains. They seem to honour all that surrounds them.
Posted 11/14/2013 04:22 AM


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