The Lady Visitor in the Pauper Ward
1895.7.24-1985.12.7
Why do you break upon this old, cool peace,
This painted peace of ours,
With harsh dress hissing like a flock of geese,
With garish flowers?
Why do you churn smooth waters rough again,
Selfish old skin-and-bone?
Leave us to quiet dreaming and slow pain,
Leave us alone.
DayPoems Poem No. 2740
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/2740.html">The Lady Visitor in the Pauper Ward by Robert Graves</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
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