C. K. Stead, from Straw Into Gold
Words
He saw them as leaves
filling the window in summer —
in autumn
golden
abundant showers.
I saw them as the glass
(a shadow of itself)
through which the leaves
appeared.
C. K. Stead
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C. K. Stead, from Straw Into Gold
He saw them as leaves
filling the window in summer —
in autumn
golden
abundant showers.
I saw them as the glass
(a shadow of itself)
through which the leaves
appeared.
C. K. Stead