This Season Stammers Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

This Season Stammers



This season stammers
The woods tremble
The firs shiver
The owls ruffle feathers
The soil dampens
The rains prefer night
The thunder glories
The stars chill
The red dusk still
And the dawn
Ah! the dawn in hear eastern cave
Comes to land over the wave
And the day a little lights
In its drear of winter nights.

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