NOVEMBER MORNING
A tingling, misty marvel
A tingling, misty marvel
Blew hither in the night,
And now the little peach trees
Are clasped in frozen light.
On linden tips and maples
An icy film is caught,
With shining threads of cobwebs
In pearly patterns wrought.
The autumn sun, in wonder,
Is gaily peering through
This crystal-tissued network
Across the frosty blue,
The weather-vane show silver
Above the mossy leads, the glitter,
brightly ice-glazed,
In rare transparent reds.
Such sparkle, sparkle, sparkle,
In earth and sky and air,
Oh! can it by that darkness
Is ever anywhere?
~ Evaleen Stein
< And now the little peach trees
Are clasped in frozen light.
On linden tips and maples
An icy film is caught,
With shining threads of cobwebs
In pearly patterns wrought.
The autumn sun, in wonder,
Is gaily peering through
This crystal-tissued network
Across the frosty blue,
The weather-vane show silver
Above the mossy leads, the glitter,
brightly ice-glazed,
In rare transparent reds.
Such sparkle, sparkle, sparkle,
In earth and sky and air,
Oh! can it by that darkness
Is ever anywhere?
~ Evaleen Stein
2 comments:
Lovely poem! Fall is a wonderful time of year!
Katie,
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