Graves
She tells her love while half asleep,
in the dark hours,
with half-words whispered low.
As Earth stirs in her winter sleep
and puts out grass and flowers
despite the snow,
despite the falling snow.
~RG

"It's a small thing to rage inside your own bowl." --Anne Sexton
2 Comments:
What a beautiful poem! Who is RG?
Robert Graves. :)
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