Song of the Holy Woman A poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis Song of the Holy WomanI awoke to the songof a holy womanbeneath my window.How beautiful her song,I thought, but what isshe saying?I rose to catch a glimpseof her,but I... Continue Reading →
Why Night Was Made A poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis Why Night Was MadeI’m sure night was madewhen man invented warso that darkness wouldput her arms around him,slowing him downso that he could think things over.And then at dawnstart new... Continue Reading →
Wind - A Poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis - "She is the freest
of all women,
the wind..." #poem #poetry
Winter Solstice - A Poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis
Cold - A Poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis
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