Flakes of copper and gold Drop from the burning beeches -- Tremble and quiver and float Down through the shimmering sunlight -- Tremble and quiver and drop -- Shiver -- and then lie still. Blue birds with scarlet breasts Flutter and shimmer and float Against the shining beeches, Beeches yellow like gold, Burnished like brass in the sunlight, Flutter and shimmer and float -- Shiver -- then drift to the southward, Out of the glistening beechwood. |