Burial Of The Windfallen Poem by Wenjun Liu
Burial Of The Windfallen
Her shadows deep and long,
Grows slowly up the wall.
She buried under the moon
A pear windfallen
Yet green and young,
Astringent to the tongue.
Her shadows deep and lone,
steals slowly through the moon cleansened ground.
She buried under it
Love windfallen
Yet green and young
Astringent to the tongue.
Let it wither
Away from the eyes.
May it rebirth
Next spring, wish for a windless dawn.
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5/11/2024 12:43:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Her shadows deep and long, Grows slowly up the wall. She buried under the moon A pear windfallen Yet green and young, Astringent to the tongue.' my favourite stanza, 'She's buried under the moon' is wonderful imagery'.