Quatrains 2
How strange that grass should sing--
Grass is so still a thing....
And strange the swift surprise of snow
So soft it falls and slow.
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Contemplative, Gwendolyn B. Bennett, in English Clear filters
Quatrains 1
Brushes and paints are all I have
To speak the music in my soul--
While silently there laughs at me
A copper jar beside a pale green bowl.
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