Improvisations: Light And Snow: 14
Conrad Aiken
Like an old tree uprooted by the wind And flung down cruelly With roots bared to the sun and stars And limp leaves brought to earth — Torn from its house — So do I seem to myself When you have left me.
Like an old tree uprooted by the wind And flung down cruelly With roots bared to the sun and stars And limp leaves brought to earth — Torn from its house — So do I seem to myself When you have left me.