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Ina Donna Coolbrith (Ина Донна Кулбрит)


Who Knoweth?


WHO knoweth the hope that was born to me,
When the spring - time came with its greenery!
With orchard blossoming, fair to see,
With drone of beetle, and buzz of bee,
And robin a trill on his apple-tree,
Cheerily, cheerily!

Who knoweth the hope that was dead—ah me!
That was dead — and never again to be,
When the winter came, all dismally,
With desolate rain on desolate sea;
With cold snow - blossoms for wood and lea,
And the wind a-moan in the apple-tree,
Drearily, drearily!



Ina Donna Coolbrith's other poems:
  1. After the Winter Rain
  2. Withheld
  3. Beside the Dead
  4. At Set of Sun
  5. Copa De Oro


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