Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SPRING COWARDICE, by LEONORA SPEYER



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SPRING COWARDICE, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: I am afraid to go into the woods
Last Line: I am a coward, a coward, I know!
Subject(s): Cowardice; Spring


I am afraid to go into the woods,
I fear the trees and their mad, green moods.

I fear the breezes that pull at my sleeves,
The creeping arbutus beneath the leaves,

And the brook that mocks me with wild, wet words:
I stumble and fall at the voice of birds.

Think of the terror of those swift showers,
Think of the meadows of fierce-eyed flowers:

And the little things with sudden wings
That buzz about me and dash and dart,
And the lilac waiting to break my heart!

Winter, hide me in your kind snow,
I am a coward, a coward, I know!






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