Autumn "In the dreamy silence"

Autumn

– by Alexander Posey

“In the dreamy silence
Of the afternoon, a
Cloth of gold is woven
Over wood and prairie;
And the jaybird, newly
Fallen from the heaven,
Scatters cordial greetings,
And the air is filled with
Scarlet leaves, that, dropping,
Rise again, as ever,
With a useless sigh for
Rest – and it is Autumn.”

点评：这首诗切分的节奏太难了，感觉读毁了。A cloth of gold is woven over wood and prairie, 单背会这一句就赚到了，你说呢？