Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MAPLE TREES, by NAOMI REYNOLDS



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MAPLE TREES, by                    
First Line: Death is life seen in a looking glass
Last Line: Now, they fall cold upon my heart.
Subject(s): Maple Trees


Death is life seen in a looking glass.
When I was alive,
The flame of maple leaves scorched my fingers;
Now, they fall cold upon my heart.




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