Fiend’s Weather

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Louise Bogan - Pop

Fiend’s Weather

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Oh, embittered Joy, You fiend in fair weather, Foul winds from secret quarters Howl here together They yell without sleet And freeze without snow; Through them the broken Pleiades And the Brothers show, And Orion's steel, And the iron of the Plough. This is your night, my worthy fiend, You can triumph now. In this wind to wrench the eye And curdle the ear, The church steeple rises purely to the heavens; The sky is clear. And еven to-morrow Stones without disguise In truе-colored fields Will glitter for your eyes.

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  • Louise Bogan