Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WINTER TREE, by DORA HAGEMEYER


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WINTER TREE, by                    
First Line: When I have shed me bare of leaves
Last Line: About my naked shoulder.
Subject(s): Trees


When I have shed me bare of leaves
Under some wind descending,
There shall not be a word that grieves
For any season's ending...

Bereft of leaf, bereft of flower,
A tree for winter waiting;
Of naked grief in that white hour
There shall be no abating.

The sky will fall all blue and frail
Or weave a garment colder,
But I shall need no earthly veil
About my naked shoulder.





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