Celia Thaxter
Poems (3)
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May Morning
Warm, wild, rainy wind, blowing fitfully, / Stirring dreamy breakers on the slumberous May sea, … -
Seaward
How long it seems since that mild April night, / When, leaning from the window, you and I … -
The Sandpiper
Across the narrow beach we flit, / One little sandpiper and I, …