Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO A WILD CROCUS, by EDITH CAROLYN NEWLIN


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TO A WILD CROCUS, by                    
First Line: 16 ems
Last Line: Golden dregs, they left for me.
Subject(s): Crocuses; Plants; Planting; Planters


16 EMS
Little fluted pastel cup,
Gingerly I pick you up,
Empty now, for your white wine
Was not brewed for lips like mine.
Bumblebee and Butterfly
Sipped your dewy draught, -- not I!
Yet, within your depth, I see
Golden dregs, they left for me.





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