Edith M. Thomas Apple Poems
- 1. Talking In Their Sleep
“You think I am dead,”
The apple tree said,
“Because I have never a leaf to show-
Because I stoop,
... - 2. Frost To-night
Apple-green west and an orange bar,
And the crystal eye of a lone, one star . . .
And, “Child, take the shears and cut what you will,
Frost to-night-so clear and dead-still.”
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