Fall Poetry - Favorite Poetry
Gerade bin ich über ein schönes Herbstgedicht von Emily Dickinson gesurft:
Besides the autumn poets sing,
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the haze.
Und noch eins, von Robert Frost (My November Guest):
My sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walks the sodden pasture lane.
Welche sind Eure Herbstfavoriten?
Besides the autumn poets sing,
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the haze.
Und noch eins, von Robert Frost (My November Guest):
My sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walks the sodden pasture lane.
Welche sind Eure Herbstfavoriten?