Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, NOVEMBER, by SOPHIE TUNNELL


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NOVEMBER, by                    
First Line: The nuts are dropping in the wood
Last Line: In november.
Subject(s): Death; Holidays; November; Soldiers; Veterans Day; War; Dead, The


SOPHIE TUNNELL

The nuts are dropping in the wood,
The leaves are slowly drifting down,
The wild geese, shrilly honking, fly
Wedge shaped at dusk above the town;
But these are not the sounds—some sad, some sweet—
That I remember
For I still hear the tramp of marching feet
In November.

I do not care that asters die
Or sumac fades upon the hill;
That robins' nests hang empty now
And songs are frozen in the rill;
Old griefs that once I knew can cause no pain
Since I remember
The tramp of feet that come not home again
In November.





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