The sky has given over its bitterness. Out of the dark change all day long rain falls and falls as if it would never end. Still the snow keeps its hold on the ground. But water, water from a thousand runnels! It collects swiftly, dappled with black cuts a way for itself through green ice in the gutters. Drop after drop it falls from the withered grass-stems of the overhanging embankment. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LA CONDUCTORA DEL DESEO/CONDUIT by VIRGIL SUAREZ THE PET NAME by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE MOUSE by ELIZABETH JANE COATSWORTH CHRISTMAS CAROL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE RUBAIYAT, 1889 EDITION: 19 by OMAR KHAYYAM EPIGRAM ENGRAVED ON THE COLLAR OF A DOG by ALEXANDER POPE |