Rapunzel Poetry

Rapunzel
by Adelaide Crapsey
(1878–1914)

All day, all day I brush
My golden strands of hair;
All day I wait and wait. .
Ah, who is there?

Who calls? Who calls? The gold
Ladder of my long hair
I loose and wait. . and wait..
Ah, who is there?

She left at dawn. . I am blind
In the tangle of my long hair. .
Is it she? the witch? the witch?
Ah, who is there?

from Verse (1915)