Adelaide Crapsey (Аделаида Крэпси)

Languor after Pain

Pain ebbs,
And like cool balm,

An opiate weariness
Settles on eye-lids, on relaxed
Pale wrists.

1. Anguish
2. Trapped
3. For Lucas Cranach's Eve
4. Snow
5. The Companions

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