Sparrows shiver
in the ivy.
Street people shiver
on the grate.
Dried leaves shiver
on the beech-boughs.
Schoolchildren shiver
playing recess games.
The whole landscape shivers—
Universal vibrations
That deeper deep freezes
Will stiffen and still.
On the First Truly Cold Day
in the ivy.
Street people shiver
on the grate.
Dried leaves shiver
on the beech-boughs.
Schoolchildren shiver
playing recess games.
The whole landscape shivers—
Universal vibrations
That deeper deep freezes
Will stiffen and still.
