EXULTANT whirlwind wrung the branches; And the weak leaves were loosed with power. I heard the pelting dissonances; Anguish in the autumn shower. But living petals now take wing Like butterflies with dusky flashes; April flutters her white ashes Inaudibly, remembering. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SENCE YOU WENT AWAY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON VENICE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONNET: 146 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WRITTEN AT SEA by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LINES SUGGESTED BY THE FOURTEENTH OF FEBRUARY (2) by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY THE MAGIC WAND by ADA CAMBRIDGE |