Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WEATHER SIGN, by BERNARD RAYMUND


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WEATHER SIGN, by                    
First Line: Where wrinkled plain and upland meet
Last Line: To run their windy race.
Subject(s): Weather


Where wrinkled plain and upland meet,
And fences straggle to the high
Horizon line, the kildeers fly
And keening run on rosy feet
About their nesting place;
Where warm spring rains go boiling down
Between high banks of crumbling clay
The weather sign has hung all day,
A ragged scarf of purple blown
Over the land's wet face.
A ragged scarf that coils and clings
And wraps the naked twigs about,
Coaxing the willow-catkins out
And hiding all green pushing things
Within a warm embrace.
The tidings of the glad release
Scarred hill is signalling to hill;
While over bare fields sound the shrill
Strange cries of birds that never cease
To run their windy race.





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