The Earth Turns South/Homeward
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VI.
Homeward
The sheer gray leaves giddily waver
At the top of the nude trunk.
They are wrinkled and decrepit,
But their tremulous, palpitating eagerness
Exceeds youth's . . .
They are about to return
To the last soothing clasp
Of mother earth.
At the top of the nude trunk.
They are wrinkled and decrepit,
But their tremulous, palpitating eagerness
Exceeds youth's . . .
They are about to return
To the last soothing clasp
Of mother earth.