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Poetry Friday: Tawny by Carl Sandburg

May 1st, 2015 (06:00 am)
awake

Current Mood: awake
Current Song: The Light by Sara Bareilles

These are the tawny days: your face comes back.

The grapes take on purple: the sunsets redden early on the trellis.

The bashful mornings hurl gray mist on the stripes of sunrise.

Creep, silver on the field, the frost is welcome.

Run on, yellow balls on the hills, and you tawny pumpkin flowers, chasing your lines of orange.

Tawny days: and your face again.

- Tawny by Carl Sandburg

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Posted by: Mary Lee Hahn (Mary Lee Hahn)
Posted at: May 3rd, 2015 01:30 pm (UTC)

So many bright colors...but tawny is the one that resonates.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: May 3rd, 2015 02:27 pm (UTC)

Not a word that's used often, but it's effective, isn't it?

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