Winter Has Come Poem by Neelamani Sutar
Winter Has Come
Winter has come, on the way to the village,
in the fields full of crops,
in the wild flowers of the sweet brown streets,
in the small ferry pier.
Winter has come in the distant thorpe,
white area,
then winter has come on the leaves of the tree, dew falls.
Winter rules the deep meadows, lay men feel the cold wine in the ceramic pots,
the foliage bends down with the pearls of dew.
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