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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
QUIETUS, by LUNA CRAVEN OSBURN
First Line: I cannot ever feel alone / or lonely, where
Last Line: Of a deep wood.
Subject(s): Touch (sense)
First Line: I cannot ever feel alone / or lonely, where
Last Line: Of a deep wood.
Subject(s): Touch (sense)
I cannot ever feel alone
Or lonely, where in loveliness
Trees stand chastely virginal,
Naked; bared to delicate caress
Of sun and wind and moon
And velvet touch of night.
I cannot nurture bitterness
When after I have stood,
Soul-eased by silences
Of a deep wood.
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