Treasure Island

William Jay Smith


Poems of William Jay Smith

1. American Primitive 1/20/2003
2. Mr. Smith 1/20/2003
3. The World below the Window 1/20/2003
4. Winter Morning 1/20/2003

Winter Morning

All night the wind swept over the house
And through our dream
Swirling the snow up through the pines,
Ruffling the white, ice-capped clapboards,
Rattling the windows,
Rustling around and below our bed
So that we rode
Over wild water
In a white ship breasting the waves.

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