A review by angelicamaaeve
Autumn Midnight by Frances Cornford

5.0

"My brain is like the ravaged shores-the sand
Torn cruelly by footsteps from the land.
O hushing waves; O profound sea of sleep,
Send your curved ripples surely-lapping. Creep,
Pour on the scarred surface of my brain;
With your vast pity, wash it smooth again."

HAUNTINGLY BEAUTIFUL.