Author Isabel Fiske Conant On my wall to eastward Since I knew you,A wide crystal casement Swings to the blue.What more can friend do, Though he do all,Than hang Orion On his friend's wall? Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments