Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, STRANGE BEWILDERMENT, by HARVEY W. FLINK


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STRANGE BEWILDERMENT, by                    
First Line: All through the day I heard the north wind blow
Last Line: By love, I sought old paths, but sought in vain.
Subject(s): Change; Chaos


All through the day I heard the north wind blow;
All through the wintry day, at every gust,
Blue hills dissolved in clouds of pallid dust
That whirled like smoke and sighed like ghosts in woe
Until the fields became a waste of snow . . .
But now the air is still, and brown weeds thrust
Their broken spears up through the porcelain crust,
And solid drifts at sunset redly glow.

Before me lies an unfamiliar earth;
And I am filled with strange bewilderment.
The roads are gone. The chickadees complain
In tinkly silvery notes of winter's dearth;
And I recall how once, with young heart rent
By love, I sought old paths, but sought in vain.





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