Craven Langstroth Betts

Poems (3)

• Don Quixote

  Gaunt, rueful knight, on raw-boned, shambling hack, / Thy battered morion, shield and rusty spear, …

• The Hollyhocks

  Some space beyond the garden close / I sauntered down the shadowed lawn; …

• To the Moonflower

  Pale, climbing disk, who dost lone vigil keep / When all the flower-heads droop in drowsy swoon; …