The Gatepost Vol. 7.7: After Many Springs
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The Gatepost Vol. 7.7: After Many Springs
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"AFTER MANY SPRINGS
My dreams I spin from air in spring, Lovely, gossamer, golden things, Fierce as silver pointed rain Beating rhythm on my brain.
Autumn comes and sunset spills Red blood across the western hills; It bleeds my dreams; they lived in vain. But—oh, they will be born again.
—Hope Hathaway."
My dreams I spin from air in spring, Lovely, gossamer, golden things, Fierce as silver pointed rain Beating rhythm on my brain.
Autumn comes and sunset spills Red blood across the western hills; It bleeds my dreams; they lived in vain. But—oh, they will be born again.
—Hope Hathaway."