Reverie: The Orchard On The Slope - Poem by Raymond Knister
Thin ridges of land unploughed
Along the tree-rows
Covered with long cream grasses
Brown sand between them,
Blue boughs above.
Row and row of waves ever
In the breaking;
Ever in arching and convulsed
Roll of muddy sea between;
Low clouds down-pressing
And pallid and streaming rain.
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