Clement Wood Sun Poems
- 1. Wide Haven
Tired of man's futile, petty cry,
Of lips that lie and flout,
I saw the slow sun dim and die
And the slim dusk slip out . . .
... - 2. Berkshires In April
It is not Spring-not yet-
But at East Schaghticoke I saw an ivory birch
Lifting a filmy red mantle of knotted buds
Above the rain-washed whiteness of her arms.
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