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: Little Willow (slayground) wrote,
2007-06-15 05:39:00

Little Willow
slayground
2007-06-15 05:39:00

Mood: awake
Music: If I Didn't Believe in You from The Last Five Years

Poetry Friday: Hyla Brook by Robert Frost

By June our brook's run out of song and speed.
Sought for much after that, it will be found
. . .
A brook to none but who remember long.
This as it will be seen is other far
Than with brooks taken otherwhere in song.
We love the things we love for what they are.

-- Hyla Brook from Mountain Interval by Robert Frost

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Poetry Friday: Hyla Brook by Robert Frost

Poetry Friday: This Most Perfect Hill by Lisa Jarnot

Poetry Friday: Words are Birds by Francisco X. Alarcón

Poetry Friday: White-Eyes by Mary Oliver

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