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Poem by Dora Sigerson Shorter


I closed my hands upon a moth
   And when I drew my palms apart,
Instead of dusty, broken wings
   I found a bleeding human heart.

I crushed my foot upon a worm
   That had my garden for its goal,
But when I drew my foot aside
   I found a dying human soul.

Dora Sigerson Shorter

Dora Sigerson Shorter's other poems:
  1. The Kine of My Father
  2. The Fairy Changeling
  3. The Blow Returned
  4. You Will Not Come Again
  5. To Donneen

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