Winter Dusk
by Sara Teasdale
Winter Dusk was published in her collection, Flame and Shadow (1920).
I watch the great clear twilight Veiling the ice-bowed trees; Their branches tinkle faintly With crystal melodies. The larches bend their silver Over the hush of snow; One star is lighted in the west, Two in the zenith glow. For a moment I have forgotten Wars and women who mourn, I think of the mother who bore me And thank her that I was born.
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