Liza Sud

To Autumn - Poem by Liza Sud

I love only the twilight air
and autumn: how beautiful she is,
answers in it - to all the questions,
Mother, and Son, and She let's Him

to go to death until His Rise - in winter.
And after - fast - and later - Easter!
She will wash everyone with tears,
and will not ask for the acquittals.

Topic(s) of this poem: autumn

Comments about To Autumn by Liza Sud

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/20/2015 4:49:00 AM)

    Deeply envisioned and nicely depicted about autumn. Amusing one. Thanks for sharing. .....10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 13, 2015

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