KenMourn
The Kender Mourning Song
Kendermore
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Preludes Volume Two
Mary Kirchoff
Poem by Michael Williams.
Always before, the Spring returned.
The bright world in its cycle spun
In the air and flowers, frass and fern,
Assured and cradled by the sun.
Always before, you could explain
The turning darkness of the earth,
and how that dark embraced the rain,
And gave the ferns and flowers birth
Already I forget those things,
And how a vein of gold survives
The mining of a thousand springs,
The season of a thousand lives.
Now winter is my memory,
Now autumn, now summer light–
So every spring from now will be
Another season into the night.
(Sent in by Tassilhoff@aol.com)
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