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The fields are snowbound no longer; | |||
There are little blue lakes and flags of tenderest green. | |||
The snow has been caught up into the sky— | |||
So many white clouds--and the blue of the sky is cold. | |||
Now the sun walks in the forest, | |||
He touches the bows and stems with his golden fingers; | |||
They shiver, and wake from slumber. | |||
Over the barren branches he shakes his yellow curls. | |||
Yet is the forest full of the sound of tears... | |||
A wind dances over the fields. | |||
Shrill and clear the sound of her waking laughter, | |||
Yet the little blue lakes tremble | |||
And the flags of tenderest green bend and quiver. | |||
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Revision as of 11:10, 12 March 2008
| Poems ~ 'Very Early Spring' written by Katherine Mansfield |
| 1923. | Link to further information |
The fields are snowbound no longer;
There are little blue lakes and flags of tenderest green.
The snow has been caught up into the sky—
So many white clouds--and the blue of the sky is cold.
Now the sun walks in the forest,
He touches the bows and stems with his golden fingers;
They shiver, and wake from slumber.
Over the barren branches he shakes his yellow curls.
Yet is the forest full of the sound of tears...
A wind dances over the fields.
Shrill and clear the sound of her waking laughter,
Yet the little blue lakes tremble
And the flags of tenderest green bend and quiver.
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