Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | June 22, 2009

POEM OF THE DAY: The Witch

by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 – 1914).

The Witch

When I was a girl by Nilus stream
I watched the desert stars arise;
My lover, he who dreamed the Sphinx,
Learned all his dreaming from my eyes.

I bore in Greece a burning name,                                 5
And I have been in Italy
Madonna to a painter-lad,
And mistress to a Medici.

And have you heard (and I have heard)
Of puzzled men with decorous mien,                            10
Who judged—The wench knows far too much—
And hanged her on the Salem green?

Notes:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poet.html?id=1495
http://www.library.rochester.edu/index.cfm?page=838

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