Fannie Stearns Davis Wide Poems
- 1. The Narrow Doors
The Wide Door into Sorrow
Stands open night and day.
With head held high and dancing feet
I pass it on my way.
... - 2. The Ancient Beautiful Things
I am all alone in the room.
The evening stretches before me
Like a road all delicate gloom
Till it reaches the midnight's gate.
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