Storm in Poplars and Saplings Poplars and saplings caught in storm blowing, Rage – wrap around to hurl back the challenge – Though groaning and sighing you bend from your growing, And strewn, rootless dust claims lost leaves’ spiral end. Rock shadows beckon down all weeping ages: “Bend from the tumult to mid-moss of boulders – Away from the flushed and unbroken wind rages To d…
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