Tuesday 26 November 2019

November Night





Kelly Sereda



November Night



Listen. .
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break from the trees
And fall.



Adelaide Crapsey




What could I possibly add to that?






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