The Snow-Blossoms Poem by Clark Ashton Smith

The Snow-Blossoms

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But yestereve the winter trees
Reared leafless, blackly bare,
Their twigs and branches poignant-marked
Upon the sunset-flare.

White-petaled, opens now the dawn,
And in its pallid glow,
Revealed, each leaf-lorn, barren tree
Stands white with flowers of snow.

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M Schiotis 16 June 2019

I like this very much.

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