These logs with drama and with dream are rife,
For all their golden Summers and green Springs
Through leaf and root they sucked the forest's life,
Drank in its secret, deep, essential things,
Its midwood moods, its mystic runes,
Its breathing hushes stirred of faery wings,
Its August nights and April noons;
The garnered fervors of forgotten Junes
Flare forth again and waste away;
And in the sap that leaps and sings
We hear again the chant the cricket flings
Across the hawthorn-scented dusks of May.
An Open Fire
Don Marquis
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Poem topics: august, away, dream, green, life, deep, hear, essential, secret, drama, waste, golden, april, april fools, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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