Feminine by Henry Cuyler Bunner read by Various | Full Audio Book
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Feminine by Henry Cuyler Bunner (1855 - 1896)
Genre(s): Multi-version (Weekly and Fortnightly poetry)
Read by: Anita Hibbard, nighthawks, Algy Pug, AmyRMcLean, Bruce Kachuk, Beeswaxcandle, Carl Cutrell, David Lawrence, LeeSalter, Garth Burton, Lee Ann Howlett, Larry Wilson, PaulClayton, Phil Schempf, Paula Messina, Rapunzelina in English
Chapters:
00:00:00 - 01 - Feminine - read by AH
00:00:50 - 02 - Feminine - read by AL
00:01:58 - 03 - Feminine - read by ALP
00:02:48 - 04 - Feminine - read by ARM
00:03:32 - 05 - Feminine - read by BK
00:04:28 - 06 - Feminine - read by BWC
00:05:13 - 07 - Feminine - read by CC
00:06:13 - 08 - Feminine - read by DL
00:07:11 - 09 - Feminine - read by DLS
00:08:05 - 10 - Feminine - read by GLN
00:09:02 - 11 - Feminine - read by LAH
00:09:53 - 12 - Feminine - read by LCW
00:10:47 - 13 - Feminine - read by PAC
00:11:37 - 14 - Feminine - read by PFS
00:12:26 - 15 - Feminine - read by PLM
00:13:22 - 16 - Feminine - read by R
LibriVox volunteers bring you 16 recordings of Feminine by Henry Cuyler Bunner.This was the Weekly Poetry project for May 31, 2026. ------Henry Cuyler Bunner was an American novelist, journalist and poet. Bunner's works have been praised by librarians for its 'technical dexterity, playfulness and smoothness of finish'. - Summary by Wikipedia
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Anita Hibbard.
June 1st, 2026.
She might have known it in the earlier spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing, I told her,
but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent,
till from sky's grown drear fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Alan Lawley.
She might have known it in the early spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear fell soft one fine
first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Algee Pug.
She might have known it in the early spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Amy R. McClain.
She might have known it in the early spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Bruce Gatrock.
She might have known it in the early spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Beeswax Candle.
She might have known it in the early spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Carl Cottrell.
June 2026
She might have known it in the early spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence.
In Ottawa, Ontario.
June 2026
She might have known it in the early spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Lee Salter.
Elizabethtown, Pennsylvania, USA.
She might have known it earlier in the spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Garth Burton.
She might have known it earlier in the spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett.
She might have known it earlier in the spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Larry Wilson.
She might have known it in the earlier spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Paul Clayton.
She might have known it in the earlier spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Phil Schimpf.
She might have known it in the earlier spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Paula Messina.
She might have known it in the earlier spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
Feminine by Henry Kyler Bunner.
Read for LibriVox.org by Rapunzelina.
She might have known it in the earlier spring
that all my heart with vague desire was stirred.
And, ere the summer winds had taken wing,
I told her, but she smiled and said no word.
The autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
and she was silent, till from sky's grown drear
fell soft one fine first snowflake.
And she clasped my neck and cried,
Love, we have lost a year.
End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.