Christopher Morley

(5 May 1890 – 28 March 1957 / Haverford, Pennslyvania)

Burning Leaves In Spring

WHEN withered leaves are lost in flame
Their eddying gosts, a thin blue haze,
Blow through the thickets whence they came
On amberlucent autumn days.

The cool green woodland heart receives
Their dim, dissolving, phantom breath;
In young hereditaty leaves
They see their happy life-in-death.

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