ELLA WHEELER WILCOX – TWO WOMEN I know two women, and one is chaste And cold as the snows on a winter waste, Stainless ever in act and thought (As a man, born dumb, in speech errs not). But she has malice toward her kind, A cruel tongue and a jealous mind. Void of pity… Read More ELLA WHEELER WILCOX – TWO WOMEN

ELLA WHEELER WILCOX – THE GHOSTS There was no wind, and yet the air Seemed suddenly astir; There were no forms, and yet all space Seemed thronged with growing hosts. They came from Where, and from Nowhere, Like phantoms as they were; They came from many a land and place— The ghosts, the ghosts, the… Read More ELLA WHEELER WILCOX – THE GHOSTS