Who is Adelaide Crapsey
Adelaide Crapsey (September 9, 1878 – October 8, 1914) was an American poet. She was born in Brooklyn, New York, and raised in Rochester, New York. Her parents were the businesswoman Adelaide T. Crapsey and the Episcopal priest Algernon Sidney Crapsey, who moved from New York City to Rochester.Early life
Adelaide Crapsey was born on September 9, 1878, in Brooklyn Heights, New York. Her parents were Algernon Sidney Crapsey (1847–1927) and Adelaide (Trowbridge) Crapsey (1855–1950). She was their third child, after her brother, Philip, and her sister, Emily. Adelaide was baptized on November 1, 1878, in Trinity Church in New York City, where her father was an assistant minister. Before Adelaide was a year old, her father had become the rector of St. Andrew's Ep...
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Adelaide Crapsey Poems
- The Warning
Just now,
Out of the strange
Still dusk . . . as strange, as still . . .
A white moth flew . . . Why am I grown... - The Lonely Death
In the cold I will rise, I will bathe
In waters of ice; myself
Will shiver, and shrive myself,
Alone in the dawn, and anoint... - Song
I make my shroud, but no one knows-
So shimmering fine it is and fair,
With stitches set in even rows,
I make my shroud, but no one knows.... - Night Winds
The old
Old winds that blew
When chaos was, what do
They tell the clattered trees that I... - Fate Defied
As it
Were tissue of silver
I'll wear, O fate, thy grey,
And go mistily radiant, clad...
Top 10 most used topics by Adelaide Crapsey
Cold 2 Light 1 Strange 1 White 1 Warning 1 Straight 1 Ice 1 Place 1 Rise 1 Lonely 1Adelaide Crapsey Quotes
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Poemanalysis: ‘amaze’ by adelaide crapsey explores the poet’s hands and the emotions she experiences when she looks at them she sees her mother’s. visitKwingajr42: no guile? nay, but so strangely he moves among us. . not this man but barabbas! release to us barabbas!,adelaide crapsey, verse by adelaide crapsey,barabbas, religious,
William85069848: thou hast drawn laughter from a well of secret tears and thence so elvish it rings, -mocking and sweet.,adelaide crapsey, verse by adelaide crapsey,joy, laughter, sorrow, tears,
Nothingsmonstrd: "to the dead in the graveyard underneath my window" by adelaide crapsey
Nberlat: i'd guess this is the only poem ever equally influenced by tristan tzara and adelaide crapsey. an improbable crossover event! crapsey invented the cinquain form; five lines, w/ syllables 2, 4, 6, 8, 2 (often in blank verse more or less.)
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