Picture
Harvest Moon by T H Widener
Such a simple, but lovely poem...

Autumn
T. E. Hulme
 
A touch of cold in the Autumn night—
I walked abroad,
And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge
Like a red-faced farmer. 
I did not stop to speak, but nodded,
And round about were the wistful stars
With white faces like town children.



Leave a Reply.