Clement Wood Poems

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1.
Berkshires In April

It is not Spring -- not yet --
But at East Schaghticoke I saw an ivory birch
Lifting a filmy red mantle of knotted buds
Above the rain-washed whiteness of her arms.
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2.
Wide Haven

Tired of man's futile, petty cry,
   Of lips that lie and flout,
I saw the slow sun dim and die
   And the slim dusk slip out . . .
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3.
I Pass A Lighted Window

I pass a lighted window
   And a closed door --
And I am not troubled
   Any more.
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