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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SHADY BRONN, by HILDA CONKLING Poet's Biography
First Line: When the clouds come deep against the sky
Last Line: And the wind rings them like little bells.
First Line: When the clouds come deep against the sky
Last Line: And the wind rings them like little bells.
WHEN the clouds come deep against the sky
I sit alone in my room to think,
To remember the fairy dreams I made,
Listening to the rustling out of the trees.
The stories in my fairy-tale book
Come new to me every day.
But at my farm on the hill-top
I have the wind for a fairy,
And the shapes of things:
Shady Bronn is the name of my little farm:
It is the name of a dream I have
Where leaves move,
And the wind rings them like little bells.
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