Tropic Winter
The afternoon is frozen with memories,
Radiant as ice.
The sun sets amidst the agued trembling of the leaves;
Sinking right down through the gold air
Into the arms of the sea.
And the enameled wings of the palm trees
Keep shivering, shivering
Beating the old air thin…
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Evelyn Scott, 1893-1963
This poem is in the public domain
Photo by Asep Rendi on Unsplash
