Approach of Winter | ||
| by William Carlos Williams | ||
The half-stripped trees
struck by a wind together,
bending all,
the leaves flutter drily
and refuse to let go
or driven like hail
stream bitterly out to one side
and fall
where the salvias, hard carmine,—
like no leaf that ever was—
edge the bare garden.
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Saturday, November 24, 2012
In walks winter
Labels:
anticipation,
autumn,
beginnings,
endings,
leaves,
poetry,
William Carlos Williams,
wind,
winter
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