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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS DECEMBER, by MOLLY INGER
First Line: December - and a few dead leaves on trees
Last Line: Just yearning -- ever yearning.
Subject(s): December; Longing
First Line: December - and a few dead leaves on trees
Last Line: Just yearning -- ever yearning.
Subject(s): December; Longing
December -- and a few dead leaves on trees
That mourned their summer's gay attire,
Their branches stiffened to the breeze
In white frost, a sad song inspired
In my lonely heart.
What is there in the sky above
And in the stars out yonder
That makes me think of you, my love,
And ponder -- ponder -- ponder?
'Tis not a night for pondering
Snow beats hard the pane --
And yet I go on wondering
Through sunlight, snows, and rain.
Thinking of a June that's past
And nevermore returning
Living on dreams that can't come true --
Just yearning -- ever yearning.
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