Harry Crosby

(4 June 1898 - 10 December 1929 / Boston, Massachusetts)

They


Like mutilated skulls they roll
Across the soul's white sand
And only she can make a wall
And only she can understand
Let my experience be a lamp displayed
To light the untried lover to his maid.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 24, 2012
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