In fear of the rich mouthI kissed the thin,—Even that was a
To snare me in.
Even she, so
The frail, the scentless,
Is become strong,
And proves relentless.
O, forget her praise,
And how I sought
Through a hazardous
By shafted water.
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Louise Bogan
Louise Bogan (August 11, 1897 – February 4, 1970) was an American poet. She was appointed the fourth Poet Laureate to the Library of Congress in…
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