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Poetry Friday (but belated a day)

WINTER And the robin flew Into the air, the air, The white mist through; And small and rare The night-frost fell Into the calm and misty dell. And the dusk gathered low, And the silver…


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Poetry Friday

IN DREAR NIGHTED DECEMBER In drear nighted December,     Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne’er remember     Their green felicity— The north cannot undo them With a sleety whistle through them Nor frozen thawings glue them…


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Poetry Friday

ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain—and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city…


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Poetry Friday

POEM [Your breath was shed] Your breath was shed Invisible to make About the soiled undead Night for my sake, A raining trail Intangible to them With biter’s tooth and tail And cobweb drum, A…


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Poetry Friday

A double-dose for my 200th Poetry Friday. SPELLBOUND The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are…


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Poetry Friday

LOW BAROMETER The south-wind strengthens to a gale, Across the moon the clouds fly fast, The house is smitten as with a flail, The chimney shudders to the blast. On such a night, when Air…