Poem by Madison Julius Cawein

Longing

When rathe wind-flowers many peer
    All rain filled at blue April skies,
As on one smiles one's lady dear
    With the big tear-drops in her eyes;

When budded May-apples, I wis,
    Be hidden by lone greenwood creeks,
Be bashful as her cheeks we kiss,
    Be waxen as her dimpled cheeks;

Then do I pine for happier skies,
    Shy wild-flowers fair by hill and burn;
As one for one's sweet lady's eyes,
    And her white cheeks might pine and yearn.

1. In the Mountains
2. The Iron Cross
3. Communicants
4. Gertrude
5. Riders in the Night

Ina Coolbrith Longing ("O foolish wisdom sought in books!")

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