Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Fall Wind


Fall Wind


Pods of summer crowd around the door;
I take them in the autumn of my hands.

Last night I heard the first cold wind
outside; the wind blew soft
and yet I shivered twice;

Once for thin walls,
once for the sound of time.


William Stafford

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1 comment:

Jannie Funster said...

Another fine example of poetry doin' it's job of bring tears to my gut.