 | The Complete Poems and Collected Letters of Adelaide Crapsey |  |
The Monk In The Garden
He comes from Mass early in the morning
The sky's the very blue Madonna wears;The air's alive with gold! Mark you the way
The birds sing and the dusted shimmer of dew
On leaf and fruit?.. Per Bacco, what a day!
| The Complete Poems and Collected Letters of Adelaide Crapsey | |