Nature Writing
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Maud 1 (1900)
“And her smile had all that I dreamed.” “The world is bitter…” “Aye, but a smile could make it sweet.” The dreadful hollow behind the little wood. My heart of stone. Here, half hidden in the gleaming dew, where I hear the midday moan into evening. Here, the shiver of dancing leaves is thrown about…
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Promise of Great Wealth in Ores and Earths | Found Poem
A found poem from Mary Hunter Austin’s 1903 book The Land of Little Rain.
