Ina Donna Coolbrith (Ина Донна Кулбрит)

A New Leaf

HERE 'S the volume: stain nor blot
Mars a leaf to-day;
Sin and folly, they are not;
Sorrow is away.
Look! each page is white and clear,
And 't is morning of the year.

Of the days that swiftly run
This will not be mute:
Good or evil said or done,
Sweet or bitter fruit,
What shall be the record, dear,
At the evening of the year?

1. If Only
2. Beside the Dead
3. With the Caravan
4. My “Cloth of Gold”
5. Not Yet

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