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RAIN BEFORE DAWN The dull, faint patter in the drooping hours Drifts in upon my sleep and fills my hair With damp; the burden of the heavy air Is strewn upon me where my tired soul cowers, Shrinking like some lone queen in empty towers Dying. Blind with unrest I grow aware: The pounding of broad wings drifts down the stair And sates me like the heavy scent of flowers.</B> I lie upon my heart. My eyes like hands Grip at the soggy pillow. Now the dawn Tears from her wetted the splattered blouse Of night; lead-eyed and moist she straggles o'er the lawn, Between the curtains brooding stares and stands Like some drenched swimmer -- Death's within the house! </B> . . . . ![]() |
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