Mary Thacher Higginson

Poems (3)

• Changelings

  the ghosts of flowers went sailing / Through the dreamy autumn air,— …

• Ghost-Flowers

  In shining groups, each stem a pearly ray, / Weird flecks of light within the shadowed wood, …

• Inheritance

  We wondered why he always turned aside / When mirth and gladness filled the brimming days: …