Last Hope
After Verlaine
Bustled about in this sputtering breeze
the graveyard’s oak seems wild and free,
as if it weren’t crowded with heavy
stones or the millpond’s dying gleam.
Last Hope
After Verlaine
Bustled about in this sputtering breeze
the graveyard’s oak seems wild and free,
as if it weren’t crowded with heavy
stones or the millpond’s dying gleam.