The Death Of Autumn
When reeds are dead and a straw to thatch the marshes, And feathered pampas-grass rides into the wind Like aged warriors westward, tragic, thinned Of half their tribe, and over the flattened rushes, Stripped of its secret, open, stark and bleak, Blackens afar the half-forgotten creek,-- Then leans on me the weight of the year, and crushes My heart. I know that Beauty must ail and die, And will be born again,--but ah, to see Beauty stiffened, staring up at the sky! Oh, Autumn! Autumn!--What is the Spring to me?
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"When reeds are dead and a straw to thatch the marshes,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Edna St. Vincent Millay delivers a powerful performance in "The Death Of Autumn"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...