Celia Thaxter

Poems (3)

• 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, …