Evaleen Stein
Poems (4)
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Budding-Time Too Brief
O little buds, break not so fast! / The spring’s but new. … -
Flood-Time on the Marshes
Dear marshes, by no hand of man / Laboriously sown, … -
In Mexico
The cactus towers, straight and tall, / Through fallow fields of chapparal; … -
In Youth
Not lips of mine have ever said: / “Would God that I were dead!” …