Poem by Lesbia Harford

Suburban Dames

All day long
We sew fine muslin up for you to wear,
Muslin that women wove for you elsewhere,
A million strong.

Just like flames,
Insatiable, you eat up all our hours,
And sun and loves and talk and flowers,
Suburban dames.

1. White Sunshine
2. A lady and I were walking
3. You, whom the grave cannot bind
4. How funny it would be if dreamy I
5. Emmie, Emmie Adams

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