Poem A Day – Nov. 1, 2015
Hoar Frost
Amy Lowell
In the cloud-grey mornings
I heard the herons flying;
And when I came into my garden,
My silken outer-garment
Trailed over withered leaves.
A dried leaf crumbles ... Continue Reading →
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