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Dispossed Tender and tremulous green of leaves Turned up by the wind, Twanging among the vines - Wind in the grass Blowing a clear path For the new-stripped soul to pass… The naked soul in the sunlight… Like a wisp of smoke in the sunlight On the hill-side shimmering. Dance light on the wind, little soul, Like a thistle-down floating Over the butterflies And the lumbering bees… Come away from that tree And its shadow grey as a stone… Bathe in the pools of light On the hillside shimmering - Shining and wetted and warm in the sun-spray falling like golden rain - But do not linger and look At that bleak thing under the tree. Lola Ridge's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1204 |
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