Old Countryside

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Louise Bogan - Pop

Old Countryside

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Beyond the hour we counted rain that fell On the slant shutter, all has come to proof. The summer thunder, like a wooden bell, Rang in the storm above the mansard roof, And mirrors cast the cloudy day along The attic floor; wind made the clapboards creak. You braced against the wall to make it strong, A shell against your cheek. Long since, we pulled brown oak-leaves to the ground In a winter of dry trees; we heard the cock Shout its unp lace able cry, the axe's sound Delay a moment aftеr the axe's stroke. Far back, wе saw, in the stillest of the year, The scrawled vine shudder, and the rose-branch show Red to the thorns, and, sharp as sight can bear, The thin hound's body arched against the snow.

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  • Louise Bogan