Karle Wilson Baker

(1878 - 1960 / United States)

A Clear Night - Poem by Karle Wilson Baker

I have worn this day as a fretting, ill-made garment,
Impatient to be rid of it.
And lo, as I drew it off over my shoulders
This jewel caught in my hair.


Comments about A Clear Night by Karle Wilson Baker

  • Gold Star - 15,373 Points Kim Barney (5/8/2015 6:20:00 AM)

    The first time I read this, I said to myself HUH?
    Then I read it again more slowly and realized that the poem itself is a gem. Wonderful metaphors. I'm adding this to my favorites list and will read more of her poems to see what other jewels she has to offer. (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,518 Points Jasbir Chatterjee (5/8/2015 3:21:00 AM)

    nice, short and sweet...I love this poem... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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