The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
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- Brat Farrar (
bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar
bratfarrar
poem: Dust of Snow
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
Posts from This Journal “poetry” Tag
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poem: Sunday Before Advent
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poem: Love From the North
- Christina Rossetti I had a love in soft south land, Beloved through April far in May; He waited on my lightest breath, And never dared to say me…
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poem: Dog Dreaming
- W.S. Merwin The paws twitch in a place of chasing Where the whimper of this seeming-gentle creature Rings out terrible, chasing tigers. The…
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