(January 9, 1856 – December 17, 1935 / Waverly)

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Spicewood

The spicewood burns along the gray, spent sky,
In moist unchimneyed places, in a wind,
That whips it all before, and all behind,
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  • Gajanan Mishra (2/4/2013 7:48:00 AM)

    I like this poem. It turns me up side down. great write.

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