Adelaide Crapsey (Аделаида Крапси)

Languor after Pain

Pain ebbs,
And like cool balm,

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

1. Grain Field
2. Amaze
3. The Companions
4. For Lucas Cranach's Eve
5. Hypnos, God of Sleep

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