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ghizela rowe - march evening by amy lowell كلمات أغنية

blue through the window burns the twilight;
heavy, through trees, blows the warm south wind
glistening, against the chill, gray sky light
wet, black branches are barred and entwined

sodden and spongy, the scarce_green grass plot
dents into pools where a foot has been
puddles lie spilt in the road a mass, not
of water, but steel, with its cold, hard sheen

faint fades the fire on the hearth, its embers
scattering wide at a stronger gust
above, the old weatherc_ck groans, but remembers
creaking, to turn, in its centuriеd rust

dying, forlorn, in dreary sorrow
wrapping the mists round her withеring form
day sinks down; and in darkness to_morrow
travails to birth in the womb of the storm

- ghizela rowe

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