Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | September 23, 2009

POEM OF THE DAY: An Autumn Walk with Deborah

by Aline Kilmer (1888 – 1941).

An Autumn Walk with Deborah (1919)

Over the limp and yellow grasses,
Deborah, will you walk with me?
You may gather gentians in purple masses
And honeypods from the locust tree.

Brown leaves cover the partridge berry,                              5
Holding it sage for your questing hand.
Barberry bush and cornelian cherry
Offering scarlet jewels stand.

I will dress you up as an elf-queen, twining
Bittersweet wreaths for your golden head.                          10
Your leaf-brown cloak with its orange lining
I will hang with garlands yellow and red.

We must leave this place while the sunlight lingers
Lest the elves should covet your beauty bright.
The gentians fall from your tired fingers                              15
As I carry you home in the fading light.


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