Thursday, January 1, 2004

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Rating: 2.9

The hoar-frost crumbles in the sun,
The crisping steam of a train
Melts in the air, while two black birds
Sweep past the window again.
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David Herbert Lawrence
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Great poem in little words and made it beautiful.

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David Herbert Lawrence

David Herbert Lawrence

Nottinghamshire / England
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